I’m going to prove the whole world wrong tonight

Plant your feet
to withstand the waves,
the one constant
is there will always be another,
even when you can’t judge
the timing for the salt in your eyes
and the snot you are sputtering,
they crash and smother you,
yet somehow, somehow,
you cannot convince
your flailing arms,
your deadening legs,
your struggling lungs
to give up