Forgive me
I'm on a sinking ship. But I love this ship. I know every corridor, every painting, every room.
But it's grown dull and frayed.
There is a lifeboat nearby. It looks safe, but I can see that it's not watertight. If I board it, it too will sink.
The water is dark. I don't know what's in it. There could be sharks. There could be currents. There could be dolphins waiting to guide me to shore. There could be a new ship just over the horizon.
I want to jump. I want to find the strength and courage to leap, to swim, to find my own way.
But I'm scared. Maybe...maybe I can plug the hole on this ship. Maybe it can stay afloat. I don't want to see it sink below the water, but I know it's inevitable. If not now, then in the future when I am bound to it.
But it's grown dull and frayed.
There is a lifeboat nearby. It looks safe, but I can see that it's not watertight. If I board it, it too will sink.
The water is dark. I don't know what's in it. There could be sharks. There could be currents. There could be dolphins waiting to guide me to shore. There could be a new ship just over the horizon.
I want to jump. I want to find the strength and courage to leap, to swim, to find my own way.
But I'm scared. Maybe...maybe I can plug the hole on this ship. Maybe it can stay afloat. I don't want to see it sink below the water, but I know it's inevitable. If not now, then in the future when I am bound to it.