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Deep the waves of despair
as sure as some memories fade
others return with the fury of thousand storms
time moves forward ever on
tormenting thoughts of past horror
wondering when time will heal
life is an ever present shore
rhythmic waves on the sandy shore
memories and thoughts
a few drops in a million experiences
hold so much
remembrance of gentle lapping waves brings no peace
when the storm clouds loom on the horizon
the sun and gentle breeze try to bring hope
a glimmer that there is a future worth living
a want that war and pain will never return
anxiety is deformed watchfulness
the storm is coming
"can't you see it on the horizon?
good things dont last
the crashing waves will come." it says
the waves come
hard enough to make rocks crumble
anchoring in a place of despair
scarcely able to breathe
treading, gasping for air
is it enough to just hold on?
losing grasp of the last string of hope
the feeling of happiness a distant island
pain burning hot is the only warmth
darkness speaks of
just letting go
stop fighting and just slowly sink
let the abyss swallow deep
a false promise of peace
others return with the fury of thousand storms
time moves forward ever on
tormenting thoughts of past horror
wondering when time will heal
life is an ever present shore
rhythmic waves on the sandy shore
memories and thoughts
a few drops in a million experiences
hold so much
remembrance of gentle lapping waves brings no peace
when the storm clouds loom on the horizon
the sun and gentle breeze try to bring hope
a glimmer that there is a future worth living
a want that war and pain will never return
anxiety is deformed watchfulness
the storm is coming
"can't you see it on the horizon?
good things dont last
the crashing waves will come." it says
the waves come
hard enough to make rocks crumble
anchoring in a place of despair
scarcely able to breathe
treading, gasping for air
is it enough to just hold on?
losing grasp of the last string of hope
the feeling of happiness a distant island
pain burning hot is the only warmth
darkness speaks of
just letting go
stop fighting and just slowly sink
let the abyss swallow deep
a false promise of peace
Published 8th Nov 2021
Author's Note
pain and depression from a live lived but hurt by others
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