Tread over stormy waters I did...
Only to find myself sucked in and tossed afar.
The weight of the water held me down,
The surface within my reach felt so far,
Bewildered I was with thoughts that I could drown.
Already weighed down by un-shed tears aplenty,
I felt my lungs constricting.
I sank further into darkness, dragged by the anchor beneath me.
The moonlight faded with each moment passing
My arms stretched out in hopes that someone would save me.
Images of my life flashed before my eyes,
My mouth gasping aloud with a stifled cry
with whatever little bits was left of my life,
after the string of bitter tragedies that'd befallen me.
Then, there came a deafening silence.
A lulling silence.
And just as my fingers were about to give up from pain
About just as I'd loosened the grips of hope I'd once held tight.
As if from nowhere, a firm grip suddenly pulled me out.
A saviour it seemed, who'd strangely come drifting against the tide.
I felt calm for once in my whole entire existence
And I let my wandering soul swim towards another life.
Today, I tread over stormy waters once again.
But the saviour who'd come, drifting against the tide
who'd pulled me out of hopelessness and pain,
sadly cannot be by my side.