Let's just face it
He broke me.
Wounded me externally and within.
And I tried removing the marks
Both touchable, untouchable
I failed. Multiple times.
I woke up with another game plan this morning
And here I am, walking toward the shore
It's 4am, nobody's around
Just what I needed.
I put one foot in front of the other
Until I feel the moist grains of sand seep
Between my toes
I look ahead, I'm building myself up to it
This is the last time you have to do this,
I tell myself, reassurances work
For the most part.
I lay down exactly where sand meets sea
I open up, give in to the water,
I spread out like a starfish
Breathe in, the sea caresses, leaves,
Breathe out, let go, repeat.
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Echo of Thoughts
Thơ caPoetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that hurt. It is a matter of life not just a matter of language... Breathe in experience, breathe out poetry....
