When things progress so fast it's hard to keep up
to get lost in the whirl of it
Swept away in a sea of hope
Praying the current will steer you towards less tumultuous waters
Where you can get your footing and stand unassisted
I feel tossed and tipped and I don't like it there
Never have
The fog cleared and I saw a familiar lighthouse
I felt the familiar tug from the undertow
a part of me just wanted to give up this fight and surrender to the depth
Online Diary of my adventures.
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