Drifting

Alone, on the water, I lay.
It’s just me. Nothing to say.
I’ve been drifting all night
and day. I am drifting
out of sight. I’ll be alright.
This water has taken me
and pushed me to be
another man lost at sea.
I’m not lost; I’m just free.
I drift closer to the sun
and I begin to think –
I’m not the only one.

The Deep End

I’ll never forget how to swim.

I’ll never forget this water I’m in.

Drifting away, I lost sight of the shore.

All night and day, I swim some more.

Powerful waves push me around.

I’ll do anything to not sink down.

As a kid, my feet touched the ground.

As an adult, I hear a different sound.

Bobbing up and down, I drift away.

Impossible to be found, I swim all day.

In a matter of years, this water got deeper.

This open water is a natural peace keeper.

I paddle through wakes for my own sake

as I swim to the deep end to meet my fate.