I feel like when I was born,
I excitedly waded into the ocean.
It’s beautiful waves
And the gentle blues
With the endless mysteries and
possibles.
I was completely enchanted.
But my whole life,
I’ve been stuck in that ocean.
Only getting deeper
And deeper.
Only becoming more lost.
I am no where to be found.
I thought the ocean was going to be
wonderful,
Full of joy and opportunities.
I was wrong.
It’s full of judgement.
Disappointment.
Misery.
Loss.
False hope.
Lies.
Everything I thought it wasn’t.
I am so deep into the ocean now,
That there is no escaping.
There is no use
In trying to help me now.
I’m lost.
I’m completely stranded.
Slowly drowning.
And the scary thing is,
I’m not scared at all.