Ocean

Constantly feeling like I’m in open water

Always like I’m drowning.

Trying to get to the surface but keep getting pulled down.

No one knows the pressure I’m under even those around.

Nothing seems to fill up this hole and no one even see the toll.On my heart,on my soul.

They swim right pass without even looking.

I try and catch up but feel myself to start to give up. Everyone is ahead and leave me,I’m left here alone.

With the enemy.

It tries to drag me under once more.

Until I’m barely touching the ocean floor.

Now I know most wont understand this metaphor. But I’m trying to be heard just once more.

Trying to get the water out my lungs to speak out but I let my pride start to doubt.

Keeping things inside and closed

Hoping someone will just reach out who knows

Just how hard it is to live in this ocean we call life.

With all the currents,the tides, the danger

Just trying to get by.

Just when I’m under I see a light, a hand reaches down while everyone goes by, grabs me and tells me I’m doing right.

I forget about what bad would’ve happened and start to rise up and when I reach the surface I see the sun and how bright life is.

Staying on top of the surface is life. It’s hard but it’s what’s right. To not give up just because a wave comes, but to fight it for a quick second and see what you truly overcome.