I stand at the edge of the ocean
Staring out at the waves as they beacon
In and out, swell and crash
They push against the shoreline
Sometimes gentle lightly washing over my toes and around my feet
Other times hard with a force that makes me stumble and sometimes even fall
I want to go into the water
I want to swim
I know deep in my heart that I need to swim
But the waves force me to stand where I am until I am strong enough to break through them
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The Words That Made Me
PoetryA collection of texts, poems, letters, journal entries. Contained within these pages are the words that shaped me as a person, they created and were the product of my experiences, actions, and emotions. TW: Sexual Violence, Forced Intimacy, Homophob...
