8/2/2021
Unpredictable as the ocean
Crashing down: waves of emotion
Tides ebb and tides flow
Under it all, nobody knows
How badly I need help
Like a man cast overboard
I am stranded miles from shore
Hope comes and goes with the undertow
Life rests on a broken oar
No matter my fate: sink or swim
To make my way back—the outlook’s grim
Strength I lack, my will is thin
The sky begins to dim
The sun dips behind the horizon’s glow
Muscles seize, my fate is known
My will has drowned with the undertow
The ocean swallows me whole