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I Am A Ship


I once was obliterated by an overwhelming sea of anxiety.

Dizzy, from the whirlpool of the world spinning me around.

I feared not only the storm but the calm before it.

The absolute silence.

The stillness.

Bone-chilling.

It was once only me and my own thoughts against the troubles of society.

My boat disinegrated from the heavy waves that never stopped coming.

Amongst the wreckage I sunk.

Falling deeper and deeper into the abyss and farther and farther from everything I'd ever known.

It was a break in the clouds,

It was a split in the sea,

that allowed me to rise to the surface,

build a ship,

and become truly me.

 

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