resilience

The tide pushes me back, but I stand tall against the current

The sand grazing my toes and the salt finding home in my hair

I am alone in the midst of this sea of uncertainty

The waves crash against my fears and wash away my innocence

Is this who I am supposed to be?

Is this where I am supposed to be?

The remains of who I am disappear in the ripples 

Did I get pulled into the deep end?

Did the water take me away?

Did the water take me away?

I will not let the water take me away.

The sea has stolen parts of me to pass on to the others

I will find myself again, reborn in the water

I stand up in my bathtub, watching the water go down

I am in control of the tides in my mind

The water will not take me away.

I comfort myself in my bathtub,

and wash off my worries with my lavender-scented loofah

I watch my fears go down the drain, 

and listen to the sound of my emptying bathtub

The water will not take me away

I emerge from my porcelain-encompassed sea of dread

Inhale. Exhale.

The air is heavy with moisture and despair, but I don’t allow my lungs to fill up

I come to the surface with hope and courage

Inhale. Exhale.

The sun sees my pleas and grants me grace

I am filled with resilience once again

The water has not taken me away.

I know, this is where I belong.