Setting Sail
Setting sail and the water is steady.
You look out and decide you are ready.
This will be a long difficult expedition.
Nothing can stand in the way of your ambition.
Everything is planned down to a tee.
Only one thing can hold me back, and that's me.
Soon the waves start to shake the boat.
Its up to you to stay strong and stay afloat.
The tides pound the hull.
Engines begin to flutter and stall.
You start to think if you can make it through this.
Will you fight and still sink, into the dark abyss?
The light at the end of the tunnel is now fading away.
Seeing nothing out there except troubled days.
After months of struggling, your face loses its expression.
It gets harder everyday, fighting yourself, fighting depression.
No one ever said this life is going to be pleasant.
Hopefully the water will get easier, than it is in the present.
For now you have to deal with it and go on.
You have to make sure you wake up and see the dawn.
Copyright © Chris Matt | Year Posted 2011
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