Sink or Swim

We have many techniques

To battle the bleak

But sometimes we choose

to submerge

 

There are days when the world

Upon us is hurled

And were pushed to a

Dangerous verge

 

So we let ourselves sink

To lament and to think

Until sleep is averted

by tears

 

And we start a collection

Of our shameful subjections

And open the floodgates

To fear

 

Sometimes we must toil

To keep things at a boil

Instead of it gushing

Upon us

 

But then back we must go

To the treacherous flow

And to seek what is better

to calm us