I escaped into my mind on a high speed chase
I buried my head in the belief that my sinking heart had a life guard
that would fearlessly fight the waves.
I moved swiftly, drenched in my own sorrows
I distracted myself from the rapid speed of every moment I lived
that would soon require the purpose I never gave it.
I was dragged down by the undertow of my long-gone memories
I begged to return to the ones who promised to dive in
but never learned how to swim.
I took for granted those who battered the rising tide
I held them under to keep my lungs afloat
long enough to call out the name of those who drifted past on their own life rafts.
You washed me ashore
You held me together
My intact body an arc—a reminder of hope
You mended my sails and although I desired nothing more
Than the safety of your shores
You sent me back out to the sea—to the vessels I’d abandoned
To the driftwood memories left from my shipwreck
You reminded me you were on board
And that a captain always goes down with His ship.
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