life is an ocean
and i am a piece of wood
being dragged along
waves crash into me
dragging and pushing always
pulling me with them
i don't want to just
let the waves control me and
spend my life drifting
so i pick a wave
and try to hold on to it
without being drowned
but the next three waves
are already there with me
pushing and pulling
i want to fight them
and swim on my own accord
but they are so strong
and all of my life
i have been fighting against
all those strong currents
and i am tired
so i wonder what would be
if i just let go
just give into it
and be that piece of driftwood
they want me to be
but i cannot stop
my fight against the water
for fear of drowning
so i keep swimming
even as i grow tired
more and more each day
fighting for my life
and for my own sanity
against the ocean
i am just driftwood
but i don't want to be that
so i keep fighting
to just stay afloat
on top of all those currents
pulling me under
i know i will fail
and lose this fight in the end
but for now i am swimming.
von Lucie Brennberger, MSS 13