when you drown by LostOneself
Finite, we continue to push boundaries we can’t even see
Is there something beyond them? Anything?
Are we only fooling ourselves into thinking we can be more than we are?
These tethers made of the strongest bonds, our own insecurities
We are the ones preventing ourselves from reaching higher
Like the shackles and chains of a prisoner
But still we attempt to convince our minds this is best
It’s time to dig a little deeper
Skimming the surface of “fine” is a slow death
Waiting to pull you under and never let go
But the shore is just off the horizon
Scantly glittering in the rising sun
You can keep your head above water for that, can’t you?