Waves crashing over me
I keep tumbling down
Feeling like I can’t see,
On my face; a frown
Coming up for a breath of air
The shore is in sight
My chances of making it are fair
At the end of the tunnel is light
Finally on the shore,
I sigh in relief
I felt in my very core
That this day would end in grief
This poem describes my day. At the beginning of the day, I felt kind of hopeless. I had a lot on my plate and I felt super overwhelmed. As the day went on, I started having a better mindset about everything. I gained motivation to “swim back to shore”. I started working to achieve my daily goals. Now, at 11:00PM, I am sighing in relief that I am not still getting knocked down by the waves.
I love this creativity. I wrote a poem about one of my days last week, and honestly, it’s so refreshing. I have journaled about happy and sad days, but turning it into a poem gives it a new spin. Turning stories into something poetic makes it seems so much more dramatic and satisfying to reread, rather than just writing about your day in narrative format.