Treading
I have yet to understand how a heart
can be as heavy yet light
such as mine.
Plenty of thing weigh me down.
Such as a death of a friend, my dirty lungs,
and a lack of a mother's love.
These things pull me down into a sea of misery.
I can barley keep my head above water.
But with them come life boats
lead by loved ones and my own determination
to swim to them and bring me back to shore.
Where I plant my feet and kiss the ground
because it's where I belong.