Staying Afloat

As I look over the list of friends that are currently online I ask myself, "Who can I bug with my petty feelings of self doubt?" I consider myself easy going, not wanting to be a bother in the slightest. To spread positivity the best I can creates an illusion that I myself will adopt a positive mindset and help myself by helping others.

Life has me in between a rock and a hard place, and yet I still laugh at the universe. A good friend taught me how to laugh at yourself, from there I learned how to laugh at the cosmic joke. Still though, there will always be times when you have trouble pulling yourself up by your boot straps, when you trip over self doubt and fall into a pit of sorrow. When the world feels like it's working against you; No where to turn, no goal in sight, just riding the flow and hoping the best. Dreading the second when your boat seizes to float. I can swim, but not forever.

I can convince myself that there's a bottom my feet can reach, just high enough to keep my head above. The jagged rocks a constant reminder of where I am, a force of pain that opens my creative mind. A need to build a boat different from all others begins with a blueprint all my own, not the simple path of lines laid down by others. To break free of this given torture I'll have to create a path that only I could follow.