I had to learn
how to be still in the deep waters,
I had to learn how to float,
in the midst of a rainy storm,
the breeze and tide
were immense, but I still survived.
Still survived that rocky shore
that was the ocean,
that tried to drown me,
but ultimately
could never quite thrive.
I had to be still
to overcome the storms,
the sharp waves raging and bashing against
my own head and feet,
the pain that I felt,
the weight I was forced to carry,
the crashing waves that emerged
beneath the touch
of my sandy feet
they were
I could not lie,
mighty, strong
but they never quite thrived,
I could never let something that tried to strangle me
kill me,
for I was stronger than that,
stronger within Him, who strengthened me.
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SHITTY LOVE SONNETS / flashpoetry
PoesiaIt was only in the chaos, I was able to cultivate my wings and alas, take flight. ------------------------ flash, emotive poetry - words of mine, to all the boys I've loved before, but also to myself. started : summer 2019
