sometimes, my ambition runs hot
wavering like summer heat
stifling and overwhelming and

there are days like today
when I’m braver than my own good
and I imagine this insurmountable wave
a tidal collapsing, rushing the shore
and I can’t see the other side

a pathway I can’t see yet
and it feels big and it feels scary
and I don’t know if I’m meant to make it
this is the part where I tell you
I’ll do my best
and that no matter what, everything will be fine

but lately I’m fantasizing that tidal wave
and how refreshing it will be
when it crashes over me


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