There is a dream I keep having
I am adrift upon the seas
Water lapping against my face softly
It caresses me steering my body to places unknown
Cold liquid covers and seeps into my ears muffling worldly static
I find peace in this release of control
Now I am the shore
No longer adrift floating where the wind blows
I am the rock upon which the seas break
Foaming and angry
Relentless with their assault
A pillar to break the waves
But I am wearing away
The ocean has raged against me for so many years
Throwing debris breaking and grinding
How much longer can I stand
Before I too am reduced to a grain of sand.
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Ink & Tears
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have written about my struggles with depression, anxiety, love, nature, and the darker aspect of the world that seems to always hammer on my heart. I hope this reaches some of you.
