She Had so much pent up anger,
that when she screamed at the sea
the vibration from her voice sent
the waves rushing and tumbling after themselves.
As she screamed, they crashed against the shore in protest.
An argument she'd had in her head
a thousand times before,
but never thought to actually have.
Because when you're so small
and your tears barely ripple in the ocean,
what's the point?
But she screamed until the ocean pulled back
and timidly lapped at the shore.
Her screams sent the ocean back furhter
and further until
her tears made tidal waves.
YOU ARE READING
Color Me Gray
PuisiIt's about my life in a way. A lot of my poetry stems from things I go though. And Unfortunately I only update when something makes me generally upset or overjoyed. I'm happy with whatever feed back.
