The sweet smell of waves

The waves of life came upon me so violently that sometimes I had the feeling that I would drown.
Sometimes I wanted to drown
I was no longer able to fight against these waves on my own.
A hand to help me
Or I needed a boat
When the waves are so rough
I don’t think any of them could have saved me.
But giving up hope was worse

I was never so sure I would drown
The sweet smell of waves
The salty touch
Coming at me as if to pierce my skin
It couldn’t frighten me anymore.

I was so scared in the beginning
Scared that I hadn’t learned how to fight them, scared to die.
I kept telling myself that I can’t get out of here.

Then I let the waves flow with me.
Drowning never had such a smooth sound
I had no strength left in me
I had no strength left to reach out for help or to see the boat.
I didn’t do it intentionally.
I ain’t got it in me
The fear to drown,
The burden of the waves
I just can’t fight anymore

My own fear has taken over
The waves are my own mind
I’m a prisoner here
I’m imprisoned inside myself