Under The Waves Poem by sydney conteh

Sometimes life is an ocean
We are swimming
Every time we move, we are overcast by troubles
Breathing is meant to be easy
When surrounded by self-hate water that others make or
You make like secreting it from your pores
Breathing is the last thing we want to do
But still, our inner voice says breath
Says the waves will end
Says soon we will have the strength to swim to the surface
So breath, because this is the only life, you will get
It is precious and beautiful
We are precious and beautiful
It is said water distorts vision
We can be under the waves for so long that we forget how beautiful we are
Sometimes we just need to endure life's turbulent waves
To notice how beautiful we are