Deal

Tomorrow is another day
my smile will remain the same,
this ocean that is holding me down
is not my death,
I won’t be held accountable
for this pain again.
My air is running out,
but my strength, emergent,
I will reach the top before I drown.
 
I try to pay attention
My efforts disappear
The current is growing
This adds to my fear.
My riddles a connection
The days end
With cigarette smoke
Circling through my hair…
 
It don’t make a difference to me,
I wake up, and it’s only a dream.