The Essence of Being Alive

A poem

The fluorescent days,

Have long since passed

The days that came before

It is not so much

I wanted it to last

I just wonder if there is more

The connections, arise

Still it is not enough

Much to my surprise

The waters remain tough

The shallow ends for dreamers

Whom stare out to the sea

They long to feel the bottom

Of who they want to be

Their feet

They never touch the ground

The depths, they are unknown

But evolution still goes round

And we are not alone

The days that came before me

Echo what I know

They say to leave the safety

There is time to grow

I fight it rather fiercely

I say I do not care

But linger do the questions

Of what exists out there

And the icy question

Of what makes love fade

Chills around my soul

I must leave the charade

In order to feel whole

A scary conquest it is

To extend past one’s realms

As the truth beckons me

My passion overwhelms

Into the mighty sea

I stumble once again

Leaving my empty shell

Into the clutches of love’s den

I am fragile but elastic

Yes I will survive

And to the prior self that haunts me

I will show I am alive!