Swimming out of confusion.I don't really know what to think anymore...future thoughts have drowned me...I am struggling
to swim and make my way out of this ocean that I call confusion. I am left with empty thoughts
and fake smiles to an extent. My tears add to the confusion that is all around me... If I was
in a dream I'd scream to wake up...but as I scream now, I find that I am only in reality... there
is no dream...no hope that this was only my imagination. There is not a single boat out to sea.
Not a sight of hope that I could be rescued. All that I could possibly find in my mind is
wishful thinking. I am tired of swimming...but if I give up now I will surely not make it.
Floating gets me nowhere. Believing that I will make it out of confusion is almost impossible...
I know that I must think about the possitives... My mind is oh so negative. I know that if I
panic I may sink to the bottom again...I can not help but panic. I don't have the time to think
about strategy. My mind is set on one thing...I want to