By- Traci Taylor
Within focus, my grasp loosened
I lost the control within the tide
Swiftly the waves pulled me under.
Instinct is what kept me thriving
digging for the fight to continue on.
Promising myself to never live beneath the sea
Pressures of the ocean can be dangerous
Deceived within its beauty I let go
Finding my footing I rose above sea level-
learning to always look ahead, never behind.