Is the door open

Innocent heart engulfed in the rage of life
A title wave lifts the spirit of our joy
A joy with no end and a forgotten beginning
They dance a tirade of moves on top of their boards
Only to get a glimpse of finishing first
They love to live and live to love
Ecstasy and eternity promised to those who perish
Their spirits beg to run along side with them
And their inner demons tear away at their flesh
Exploding to escape the vengeance and terror of what....

Our will to survive?