Nodus Tollens

Once more to the sea

Once more to the sea

I once lived in the sea - full of self-doubt and misery.

My home was on top of a hill, made with wistful will

Surrounded by water, once calm before the rain and thunder

A place flooded with broken dreams, sounding out my silent screams.

As the waters were tested, the patience I had in me was limited

The storm did not pass my sanctuary, leaving me to find my heart to carry

The emotions pent up from childhood and to let go of the anger I could

Yet I did not want to be saved from drowning in the tide of my frowning.

The pools of sorrow have become a reminder of my distant tomorrow

Bleak as it has become, the darkness of life has made me succumb.

There lies my body, piece by piece, longing and wishing for its peace

Away from this madness to create anew while I occlude and forget where I grew.

Yet no matter how hard I try, I still go there on a trip every July.

I've gone to let go of my home, but there's this feeling of Stockholm

So here I am yet again, off to see, making my way back to the sea.

To go and ponder as I bury the remnants of the me, I once used to be.