My bike glides through the glistening reflection of the trees in the puddle
I push my leg down with all of my strength
I can feel my mind drifting through the sea of my thoughts
questioning if we will make it
My thoughts are like a current
Pushing against me
All I need is the motivation to keep going
Even that has started to sink into the void of my mind
All I hear is my bike bumping against the rocky path
The wind drifts up my nose
Spreading oxygen deep into my brain
Filling it full with life
With energy
I can see the lake inside my mind
the oxygen I breathe releases over that lake
The lake seems sad
Plaintive even
Like something has happened here
Something that has corrupted it forever
I don't know if someone died
Or it just aged wrong
Whatever it is
I can feel the sorrow
Then I remember
My mind is the sea
All the boats that have sailed on it in the past few years sunk
Some of my soul has sunk
Buried by the sand of my smiles
All I have left
Is my writing
The words that sail across the storms
Through the darkest nights when I can't sleep
I lay awake in the boat of my home
The words gush out onto my paper
My feelings
My dreams
My fears
For this is how I live
This is how I keep my balance on those rocky waves
I don't give in
I put up the sail and thrive from the wind
My boat is strong and so am I
I just need to believe in the boat
I need the boat to believe in me
I push my leg down with all of my strength
I can feel my mind drifting through the sea of my thoughts
questioning if we will make it
My thoughts are like a current
Pushing against me
All I need is the motivation to keep going
Even that has started to sink into the void of my mind
All I hear is my bike bumping against the rocky path
The wind drifts up my nose
Spreading oxygen deep into my brain
Filling it full with life
With energy
I can see the lake inside my mind
the oxygen I breathe releases over that lake
The lake seems sad
Plaintive even
Like something has happened here
Something that has corrupted it forever
I don't know if someone died
Or it just aged wrong
Whatever it is
I can feel the sorrow
Then I remember
My mind is the sea
All the boats that have sailed on it in the past few years sunk
Some of my soul has sunk
Buried by the sand of my smiles
All I have left
Is my writing
The words that sail across the storms
Through the darkest nights when I can't sleep
I lay awake in the boat of my home
The words gush out onto my paper
My feelings
My dreams
My fears
For this is how I live
This is how I keep my balance on those rocky waves
I don't give in
I put up the sail and thrive from the wind
My boat is strong and so am I
I just need to believe in the boat
I need the boat to believe in me
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