I can never seem to get to the lighthouse.


No matter how hard I try, the ocean sucks me back in,


Like I am some toy it can play with.


Tide toss and turn me;


I can only hope that it swallows up my being.


Yet, you stuck out your hand,


Pulling me so close I can hear your heart,


The symphony of being alive playing.


You told me that the ocean can be conquered,


That I knew how to swim,


I just merely forgot.


But, you concluded, taking my hand,


If you are struggling,


I will help you.


For the lighthouse is there,


It’s just hard to see sometimes.


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