Caught in the story

I am a character caught up in my story,
interwoven with others to display Our Author's glory.
I am caught in a current,
uncertain of what comes next.
One minute I have control,
the next I'm caught in a tempest.
I am spinning round in circles,
my mind is doing cartwheels,
I feel myself sucked beneath the waves,
now my lungs know how oranges feel.
I am drowning in the ocean,
tossed around by waves of emotion.
Rocks, my obstacles they catch me,
tear me up and pitch me back into the sea.
Oh my Lord I cry out to you,
I'm drowning,
the surface of life is continually pounding.
I know you're in control and surrounding,
but I can't feel your arms around me!
I am tired,
oh so tired,
it's not just mental or physical.
It reaches deep within my bones and freezes my cold heart into an icicle.
My Lord Jesus,
I am dying,
and without you I am done trying.
Wake my soul from self induced misery,
open my eyes to Your great glory so I can see...