The sea of despair has washed away my bliss,

My heart leaving the safe shore into the ominous blue,

The sand ignoring my plea for help,

Instead letting me go, letting me be swept away.

I’m carried through the waves,

My tears of my sorrow make the waters more cavernous, saltier,

While the others around leisurely pass me by,

Undoubtedly feeling just as weighted.

The waters stretch out endlessly,

Illuding all of us to believe we’re trapped for eternity,

Its tricks makes my hopelessness rise like a flood,

But my weak heart must stay strong.

The desire to be free and happy is strong within me,

Crashing over me like a great big tsunami,

“Maybe soon,”

I tell myself to drink my misery away easier,

Maybe soon..

Maybe soon I’ll make it to the shore across the deep, Soon I’ll one day have the peace I deserve, And I know that you will too, Just please keep flowing through.

Maybe soon, Tell yourself, Maybe soon.