A sea of thoughts washes over me
I struggle to breathe as the tide of it rises
I try to fight it before the storm becomes too strong
\'You can do this\'
I think to myself
\'You don’t have to let it win\'
Another wave slams into me
And I’m swept away with the current
First out to sea then swept back in again
Dragged increasingly faster towards the jagged shoreline
To surely crash helplessly upon the rocks
I struggle, I fight
but to no avail
I feel it pulling me under
Taking one last breath
I scream into the wind every word I cannot form
Then I see it
My lighthouse
Cherub face with red hair
Sprinkle of freckles and dark brown eyes
Button nose with a dimpled smile
Tiny little arms wrap around me
The smell of newborn innocence fills me
And then
The sea falls quiet
The tide lowers
The wind subsides
And all is calm once more