Not Today
Sometimes it all hits me.
This frothy sea
fills my mouth & lungs
with its salty kiss.
Sometimes it all becomes too much.
I begin to clutch at the remnants of sanity
with clumsy, cold fingers.
Sometimes I dare to hope.
You might help me cope
by wrapping me within a warm embrace,
with care and tenderness.
Sometimes this hope feels like it is happening, like it is real.
Then the current of the sea comes, my happiness it wants to steal.
It latches onto it, slowly slipping away
with the only solace I was able to conjure.
Before succumbing to black teetering my vision, I claw my way to the surface.
Finding my footing with a purpose,
It will not drown me now,
for I will not give up this fight, not today.
-Rebecca Payne
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Comments
I see this poem as a person who has faced great odds, in the midst of drowning from life's ups and downs, you instead fight for your existence to be happier, calmer, safe. I'm also afraid of the water, I almost drowned a few times, so I tried to look at the poem as a metaphor for life in general, instead of being over taken by the waves of a raging ocean or other waterway. Good job!
I am sorry to hear about your past experiences! I am scared of the water myself; I cannot swim. I thought it would be a good metaphor for fearing of life's downs but fighting to see the light. Thank you for the comment!
Powerful write Rebecca...slipping into the black depths of our own emotions is a horrible experience, you have described it well ?
Thank you so much! I am glad you think I portrayed it well. :)