the ride

Oh no, here we go again.
something is not right, I feel it setting in
I have been here before, I know what it feels like
it's a state in my mind that doesn't sit right

the world has it's troubles, I float in the water
the boat we sail forward is facing it's storm
back and forth we all go, I start to feel qweezy
pill or no pill, so far this ride is not easy

sometimes I want to jump and swim to the land
but I know I wouldn't make it by myself to the sand
sometimes I feel I wish we would all go down
but I know that's selfish talk and God won't let us drown

the wind keeps blowing and the boat keeps rocking
I feel alone most of the time watching people talking
so far everyone seems okay with the turbulence
so why am I so sensitive to all of this craziness

help me, help me, I want it all to stop
I don't know how I can last, how to get this ride to stop
the ships that pass seem to glide right past
smiles and waves that reveal tonight they will last

there's something on our boat that is not standing strong
there's nothing in my heart that wants this to last too long
here comes the last wave, I see it in the distance
one more time I will ride it and not stand with resistance.

~Jenn