I ride along in an ocean of grief

I ride along in an ocean of grief
bobbing in and out of waves.
Sometimes it’s calm
and I slip under in tears
while the heaviness of heartache
presses upon my soul.

I flounder in a pool of sorrow
swimming against myself.
Replay the scenes
of a broken spirit falling
like snow off the branch
of a lonely winter tree.

How do I get out of the water
when its embrace both
comforts and controls me?
I am but a passenger
in this stream of sadness
waiting to be pushed ashore.