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The Rock
I had to swim against the current once more -
It was either that or not survive.
Now I understand what I was fighting for
And I am happy to be alive.
My senses did not fail -
I was drawn in the right direction.
Now I can exhale
Upon your Mecca of protection.
Voices urged me to let myself drown
As I treaded water in the darkest place,
But yours pushed past them to calm me down
And deliver me back to the human race.
Watch me break out the stalls -
I won’t ever cower again
Facing red skies and squalls,
Even the cruelty of men.
I almost gave in to the rip tide,
Allowed it to hasten the hands of the clock.
I could have drifted, I could have died,
But all I really needed was you, the rock.
