Standstill

By Laura Snyder

Standing on the sandy shore,

Waves do crash as birds do soar

The water is cool, sand pulls me deep

Burying me slowly as I keep

A watchful eye on a distant land

Heart longing for something more grand

A vast world lay beyond

As I reach for something that I long.

Forever trapped within my head

I dream of a life I have not led.

Lost away inside anxious thoughts,

They drag me through a whirl of my faults.

Bad memories float to the surface still,

No matter how I force them down the hill.

Never silent, always in my ear

Telling me I will never get here.

Inside I want the world to know

That there is more than I show

So little time, and so much to do

Yet here I am, unable to break through

My heart aches as waves come crashing down

Tightening the grip from all around

The wind blows gentle on my face,

Eyes shut I feel its cold embrace

Hope is out there within my reach

Through the surface I must breach

Standing on the shore is all I know

But there is so much down below

All I want is to break free of this fear

And forget that I only stay near

Harder still, I make a stand

Because I dream of something grand.