The Ocean

The ocean is a beautiful place at first glance
it looks so inviting and enticing and fun
getting on that boat seems like the best decision possible
you never imagined it could take away your trust so quickly
a feeling of despair settles in as you realize you're all alone
drowning seems very logical at this point
it's only when you open your eyes that you see He's been holding you all along
the ocean can be a beautiful place but only when you rely on him

My Reality

This dream feels so unreal it seems to torture me
I cringe at the thought placed before me:
change everything that makes me who I am
or live with the fact I may never be good enough.
Haunted by the pain I try and flee
I just want to wake up! I have to wake up
realization floods my mind as I see this is my reality
my bleak, devastating, torturous reality.

Is It?

It's impossible to be in love. but is it impossible to be in love with an idea?
It's improbable that it will be. but is it improbable to hope?
It's impractical to believe in fate but is it impractical to wish for it?
I don't know... why don't you tell me