Fight Fire
I desire to fight fire with water
To extinguish and suppress
The water is the same that I drown in at night
My eyes, the pool in which I can't swim
I teach others how to float, but I
Can only sink in it's warm depthsI know how to swim- I've been learning since I was little
Somehow I forgot to move my legs, and my
Arms alone cannot save me
The weight too heavy to pull,
Water slipping through fingers like sandMaybe I've been learning how to drown the whole time
Classes upon classes setting me up for nights like these, nights where I can see the surface
But I don't know how to get therethe surface wasn't there before, only darkness, so
at least I know my arms are beginning to pull me, but now I need to teach my legs to push- that is
the hardest partIt takes a willing to survive, and courage to ask for help,
and a restraint over reckless emotion
This is not a class subject-
I can't learn this from a lecture.
This, I do on my own. And it begins-
with a desire to
fight fire
with
understanding
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Thought Collection
RandomJust little things I write either when I'm feeling creative or at one in the morning. Or both.