Poem: Rush

Realities waters rush over me
The tides crash against my body
My mind trying to surf on the waves
Feel the adrenaline rush

I stand and face my existence
As big as a tsunami, coming to a crash
I fight forward trying to break the waves
Being pushed back by the currents

Wishful thinking and dreams serve as my
Boat, persistence plugs the holes
My arms ache, for they are my oars
I’m soaking wet, vision keeps me dry

I’m pulled under, losing air
I fight to the surface, quickly I’m pulled back
Reality swallowing me whole
Rushing into every area of my body

My lungs filled with the thickness of reality
Suffocating me, strangling my dreams
Draining my persistence slowly
Pulling my will away, wanting me to conform

I rush back to the surface
Gasping for air, hoping my dreams will invigorate me
Using my vision as a preserver
To preserve my goals and dreams

I rush to a shore, realities waters follow
But stops when it crashes against the sands of will
The will to question and the will to not accept
The will to rush with ones beliefs and feelings

The will to feel and dream
To rush into life’s joys