Gone are the days
Where my mind
waded into pools of ebony
Drowning in the fear that
the shape of my world
Was being reduced to the size
Of a goldfish bowl
That
The years spent trying
To set my ocean free
Were wasted while
I was swept away by the riptide
Stuck at the bottom of a neon aquarium
Where life itself seemed fluorescent
Until I realized how little
I really knew
How unsure of
Everything
I really was
And to be defined
By the glass walls that encased
My now chlorine steeped thoughts
Is enough to shatter
The very foundation of my
Essence
Gone are the days where my
Fish bowl turned aquarium
Seemed to offer the universe
And to dive right in
To the thousands of droplets of those I've met in my life
And to let them be my ocean
I have finally learned
To swim
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