Keep your head above the water
while they drown in the under-toe.
Take a breath,
the salty air stings your lungs.
The waves are coming,
swim for the shore.
Too late.
The waves overtake you.
Come up for air,
spit and gasp.
Where are you?
They're calling for your help,
drowning below you,
trying to pull you down.
Just breathe.
Swim with the flow of the water.
Feel the sand beneath your feet.
Keep your head up,
freedom is in your fingertips.
Oct 9, 2012
Oct 9, 2012 at 10:02 PM UTC
Keep your head above the water
while they drown in the under-toe.
Take a breath,
the salty air stings your lungs.
The waves are coming,
swim for the shore.
Too late.
The waves overtake you.
Come up for air,
spit and gasp.
Where are you?
They're calling for your help,
drowning below you,
trying to pull you down.
Just breathe.
Swim with the flow of the water.
Feel the sand beneath your feet.
Keep your head up,
freedom is in your fingertips.
This is for anyone who has ever felt like they were struggling with negativity, peer pressure, or just the constant difficulty of helping everyone. Keep your head up.
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