It Comes In Waves

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Panic.

It comes in waves

Flooding my heart, flooding my brain

A bolt of lightning, sudden, bright

Lighting up the once peaceful sky of the night.


Sadness.

It comes in waves

It comes and goes, sometimes for days

Sometimes from winters, long and unending

Sometimes from words, painful and un-mending


Happiness.

It comes in waves

A bright summer sun, with long welcome stays

Or a weak winter celestial, poking through the clouds

Always present, but not always around


Life.

It comes in waves

There's good days and bad days, and the ones that are okay

There are days where you're brave, and there are days where you're not

But life comes in waves

Ebbing, flowing, gone.

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