Feeling gloomy

Within me there's an ocean
And I'm afraid that I might drown
I swim and search for land for days
But there is just nothing to be found.

Occasionally others pass me by
Inside my internal sea
They ask me why I flood us all
I cannot tell them why.

At times I get too tired
And so I start to sink
As the pressure grows heavier
I wonder if finally I can cease to think....

But then I'm somehow above the waves again
Kicking my legs to stay afloat
No memory of how I got back up here
But I am so tired of wading.

I cannot seem to die but neither can I live....
So....I wade and wade.
Floating and floundering.
Riding endless waves 🌊 (....cowabunga...)