"Above the Tide"

By Makenna Kovacs

 

One moment the current is calm

and I’m floating, drifting

I’m content.

Next thing I know I’m choking for air

trying to catch my breath

like I’m drowning.

Except I’m not.

I’m just sitting,

rocking back and forth, like waves keep crashing into me.

It’s a vicious cycle,

like being stuck on a ferris wheel, unable to get off.

There is one difference however,

it’s like the ride speeds up at the top,

and slows at the bottom.

There tends to be more focus on the lows in life,

rather than the highs.

But I want to live at the top of the ferris wheel,

and stay above the tide.