I do all I can. I hope
it is enough. I can’t
always please everyone.
All I can do is love.
I hope it is enough.
Feelings wash over me
making it hard to see.
This water surrounds,
making it hard to breathe.
Like an island, I stand
alone. I have hope because
there are other islands
near by. There are many
like me under the same sky.
Emotions get low and high
like the tide. I can hide
inside these tidal waves
that come crashing down.
I wade in the rough water.
I wake up to an open sea.
I hope it is enough being
all I can be. It gets deep
when I drown in my sleep.
Water washes away the tears
I weep. Still, I take my paddle
and row against the current.
I know these hard feelings
will pass any moment. Life
can cut like a knife. Time
slips into the night. I will
do all I can to live each day –
to control crashing waves.


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