To Be Alive by Mykal

TO BE A L I V E

by mykal mashack

To be alive is a miracle, To take a breath is a gift. Often we overlook this, And so our lives begin to drift.

Away and out to sea, In a terrible storm of anger and pain.

The boats of our souls have crashed and broke

And we lose instead of gain.

‘What’s the purpose of being here,’ We think, searching for meaning in material. We forget to look at what’s in front of us,

And consider the beat of our heart ethereal.

We lose ourselves in competition, And in what we have yet to do. But there is no life without happiness, And many bid their life adieu.

But when the ship crashes, When the pain fills up our lungs, When our anchor drifts away, And when the anxiety ties our tongues,

Remember nothing lasts forever, And that this too shall pass.

Don’t waste the miracle we were given,

Don’t turn young dreams to ash.