on a raft.

I'm on a raft.
Slowly drifting away from everyone.

How do you get onto a raft heading nowhere?
I don't know but it's easy to find yourself there.

And once you do, you realise the great distance you are from the shore.

You aren't really a strong swimmer.

That doesn't make things feel better -.-

The next best thing is to cling to anything that might keep you afloat for a while.

But if those things disappoint you, it's easier to let go rather than to keep going, keep searching.

It's easier to fall into the deep ocean and let it swallow you and control you.

Taking control can be difficult. It takes courage.

But that loss of control is what got you there in the first place.

Into the pit of emptiness, that is.

Living life can be like going to a birthday party.
You arrive, with your present, dressed to impress no one in particular but make a good impression.
Then the party goes on and you're having fun and getting into it.
The night ends rather well.
You go home and think about the fun you had.
Then after weeks, months, years, it becomes fragmented memories. And there might be a point when you wonder how you even got enjoyment out of that.

Unfulfilling.

No matter how many parties you go to, there is always that need for more. Entertainment, rush of adrenaline.

I wonder sometimes if life is like that.

Success, what is it?

I try so hard.
In life, in school, in dance, in everything.

There's always more to get done though.

And as you achieve more, the previous success becomes nothing.



I'm on a raft. Alone.
But sometimes it's nice to face your fears.

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