There are so many voices

So many screaming for attention

Confronting me with choices

Many more than I could mention

An ocean of chaotic change

Time flowing strange

The people coming, going

The way this world is waning

It’s beyond my comprehension

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The rise and fall of my emotion

Feelings turbulent and so sublime

Surging like the deep, dark ocean

The crests and troughs of liquid time

I’m puzzled like a shipwrecked sailor

Afraid of failure

To sink beneath the icy waves

To  view these strangers’s graves

And drown in the comotion

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But though the waters wear me thin

And I feel often hopeless

I know my friend you’ve always been

The constant in my chaos

I never doubt that you are with me

We’ll make it safely

Two comrades drifting toward the shore

No matter where we’ve sailed before

We make each other fearless

~j.d.schofield