In the seas of life, trying to come out on top. |
This is all I seem to be able to do now Tread water and try to keep my head up Each Wave that crashes I have to wonder how I’m still alive and breathing, albeit choking up These Tidal Waves that come with warnings few To drown me in my sorrows and regrets and err Do take me deep down in the Depression Sea blue Making me wonder how much more can I bear? Till the Wave passes and I reach for the surface clear Most oft another Wave has already come and slams me back To leave this Sea and its Tidal Waves, never is what I fear To join the land or my boat or even another, trying to get on track Still, I keep kicking my legs and stretching my arms out far As each Tidal Wave pounds me and tries to make me break Still, I struggle and resist the urge to give up on my shining star The Tidal Waves are strong and their lengthy toll I do take Mayhap, one day I’ll break like an old log against the stone Shatter to jagged little pieces with no hope of becoming whole Or, mayhap, I’ll be the mighty stone upon which Tidal Waves brake And I shall be strong against the World, as iron fills my bone To be able to conquer the Tidal Waves, all you have to do is roll. |