The waves come crashing down,
As I watch them, seated on the sandy ground,
They rise up again, and then fall down again,
Coming closer to the shore before they die down.
One follows the other,
And I suddenly wonder,
Are they not tired down yet,
For it's the same water that keeps going on over and over again.
Then I think about the last person I loved,
And how they broke my heart untouched,
And then I think about all the persons I still trust,
And then laugh at the irony, my own hypocrisy.
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LIFE IN VERSE
PoetryEverything in this world is sugar-coated. At first glance, we all see only the beauty, the beauty in the lie. But slowly, this sugar melts and that's when the truth hits us. Raw and bitter. Hard to face. We feel like running away. Giving up. But we...
