Some of us are passengers, some are pirates, some are boats, and some are cruise. We all sail in the same ocean, an ocean that causes pain, heartbreak, though, it as well flooded us with happiness, love, power, and dreams.
We struggle, we sink in maelstrom (noun; a powerful whirlpool) of grasping hands, pulling us down, to what it seems like unending torments, tremendous melancholia,
However, like a Phoenix in a blizzard, we'll freeze to death, turning our once warm heart so cold, though, we'll break away from every frost resulting in a gigantic blast,
We will rise, with burning flames, ready to be found once again.