The wave pulls me under
I swim to the surface
But yet,
There is another wave
I try again
But don’t succeed
The wave holds me down,
Down to depths unfathomable
Where the surface disappears from sight
And with it hope
As I contemplate my situation
Death visits me
He says, “It is not your time.
There has been a mistake.”
“A mistake,” I say
“But this is fate. There is nothing to be done”
He replies “This is not the fate of a great man.
A great man doesn’t allow the waves
to hold him down”
but still I’m under countless waves
What should I do?
What can I do?
I can see two options
Accept my fate -
Which is not my fate at all
Or swim to the surface -
But I can’t see the surface
Should I stop my process to appease the world
Because they have got me nowhere
They know I’m down here fighting, but yet
As my thoughts spiral down
The sun shines.
And I can see the light from God
But still, I have no hope
As the surface is far, far in the distance
And I don’t think I can make it
But, even if I don’t
And even it is impossible - I must swim
Even though the universe put me here
I now see the surface
I see myself bathing in the sunlight
Soaking in the gift of life and
Riding the waves to shore
And living my best life
Out there
And not
In here
But, right now I am here
I must swim
Because to not
Is to die
And will not let myself die
Not without living