Rough Waters

Poetry

Photo by Erda Estremera on Unsplash

Rough waters fill me,

I feel the crash of the wave as it pounds against sand,

little did I know,

I would choke on fresh salt water,

blasphemy,

I cried tears of pearls,

My hands reach out,

but I sink again,

falling short of my hopes and dreams,

I drown in the embrace of the battering waves,

sinking, sinking, I cover my nose,

Hoping that the light of the day will bask me in sunlight,

I can feel the sand under my feet,

and I melt for the day that you ask my name,

In the heat of summer,

and with rough waters,

I ask that my name not be forgotton among the many,

I see the light through the water,

and I kick, and kick to reach air,

everytime I believe I am safe,

another wave crashes agaist me,

in this time of constant drowning,

I cover my nose again,

if I hide behind these waves,

maybe I won’t have to face the troubles ahead,

but troubles surround us and I don’t plan to turn my back to them,

I would rather face my troubles head on and hug your smiles.