Journey's End

Sailing on a stormy sea With the acceptance That I’m not in control, No idea where this is going to end A free spirited roam Over waves Slipping and sliding, Struggling to stay adrift Gulping salty water As soon as I enter The fear of drowning Being my only thought Visions of my life gone by Is replaying itself in my mind The feeling of not being ready Not being able To let go is overwhelming I still need to find my niche I still need to tell people I love them I still need to stand On top of that mountain Look down and say: ‘I’ve made it” Gasping for air Frantically waving my arms Hoping and praying Someone will see me My last thought as I drift Further and Further…