By Alexandria J. Eliason
The ebb and flow of the tide
It has a natural order to life
While my life is chaotic
Some days I just want to hide
There is just too much strife
I'm acting strange.....maybe neurotic
I try and grasp at structure
Breathe in stability
And maybe smell the roses
My heart instead ruptures
I tremble with fragility
Feeling fake, striking these poses
My smile it's weak
Eyes are constantly grey
A storm is brewing in the distance
Words tumble out, but how do I speak
The nightmares won't stay at bay
Time to drop this resistance
It's just the ebb and flow
The natural order to my life
Constantly have to fight these demons away
One day the pain will fade
Already my faith begins to grow
I see the Lord's light
And for all the right reasons
I'll say my prayers tonight
It has a natural order to life
While my life is chaotic
Some days I just want to hide
There is just too much strife
I'm acting strange.....maybe neurotic
I try and grasp at structure
Breathe in stability
And maybe smell the roses
My heart instead ruptures
I tremble with fragility
Feeling fake, striking these poses
My smile it's weak
Eyes are constantly grey
A storm is brewing in the distance
Words tumble out, but how do I speak
The nightmares won't stay at bay
Time to drop this resistance
It's just the ebb and flow
The natural order to my life
Constantly have to fight these demons away
One day the pain will fade
Already my faith begins to grow
I see the Lord's light
And for all the right reasons
I'll say my prayers tonight
