When the waves crashed onto the shore
She wasn't sure if she was feeling alive anymore
Because when they all looked down on her
She looked down too
Those waves of negativity came crashing again
However, the rocks on the shore remained clear
The sky was still a misty blue
However, she decided to paint gray on the dirty sand
Her eyes gleamed brighter than the sun
But she couldn't look to deep into the sky
For she felt like there was nothing to even save
She learned her valuable lesson, though.
Happiness does not always come in the form of ocean waves.
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Memorable Writings
Poetry•Memorable writings is a collection of my writing and poetry •In simpler terms- thoughts and feelings DISCLAIMER: (1) Contains topics of detailed and dark writing. Do not read if you have any uneasy feelings about this.
