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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