You Are Not The Sea
It pulls at my restless soul as though it were the sea
Causing high tides and low inside of me
At times I just want to gaze at it and howl
At other times it makes me moan and growl
Its pull is the greatest whenever it\'s full and round
It rises and falls without ever making a sound
Waxing and waning as it travels in and out
Mystically it orbits in its celestial route
It carries much lore and mythical tales
As if it somehow can even cast spells
But its influence is limited to what we believe is true
Because in reality it has no power over you
When depression rises and anxiety is full
And the tide is high within you because of its pull
When you want to howl in misery\'s hold
Don\'t believe its lies, don\'t give up or fold
It is not the moon and you are not the sea
It cannot determine your destiny
So yes, acknowledge that it is there
And that it haunts you at times, you can share
But resist its pull and don\'t let it win
You have too much to offer to pack it in
Don\'t let it define you or hold you down
Because your impact on others will be profound
You Are Not The Sea