Like a ship slowly sinking
Nothing left to do but gather the valuable things and prepare for departure
Un sure of what lies ahead
A little scared but at the same time clinging to hope
You see others do it and they somehow make it work
They carry a few things of their very own and the rest they leave aside
How come it is easy for some and not for others?
My best guess would be ,
Some people do not see the forest for the trees
Their thinking is not much farther than they can actually grasp
Each day to them is almost fruitless
They hold no stock in the future or the outcome
I would like to be like them in a way
Not fearing or limiting myself because of that fear
I would like to touch all the things that are dear
I want to rest in the fact that today is what matters
Tomorrow is but a work in progress
Not an official thing written out in stone
I do not wish though to be alone.
I want to be with those that love me
Regardless if that ship I am one, goes down and is
Not able to be found
I want to float for as long as I can,
I will swim against currents just to reach the next mile
I want to laugh again, I want to smile.
Life is hard enough, it is unpredictable
However sometimes it is without thought and hesitation that we can endure.
Think about it, it is so obscure.
Let’s float, swim, or take on the endeavor
Lest we sink, reach bottom, or worse off, end.