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The Beach
Stress has me overwhelmed
My shoulders are knotted up
My body is tired
Exhaustion has taken control
Of my mind
My fuse is short
My temper is out of control
I am not seeing clearly
And I feel numb
I am a shell of my former self
A zombie filled with an emptiness
Going through the motions of life
Not enjoying life
Not grateful for what I have
Taking everything for granted
Racing through life
Unappreciative
I needed escape
So I planned a quick extended weekend
Just for a little break
A breather
But what I found was so much more
The beach
I approached the beach with trepidation
Amongst a crowd of people
Hiding under umbrellas
Kids running around
Building sand castles
Absolute chaos causing my stress
To grow more intense
I nestled into a small area
And claimed my sand
Then it happened
I disappeared into a magical land
An isolated island
My own world
The crowd was gone
I was alone in this paradise
The calming sea breeze
Massaged my body gently
Refreshing me
Energizing me
The crashing waves in the distance
Releasing the stress
Thats been plaguing me
The water pulling the sand away
From under my feet
I could feel all the bad energy
Releasing from my body
And the ocean drowning it permantly away
The seagulls were singing harmoniously
A chorus of nature singing me a lullaby
The sun radiating on my body
Providing warmth and comfort
Sitting amazingly up in the clear blue horizon
A portrait of perfection in the sky
At that moment
I could feel again
A sensation of soothing serenity
Erasing my stress
Clearing my mind
Helping me find my balance
Finding my beach
I escaped the world I was in
And I learned again
I learned how to appreciate life
My life
I learned not to take anything for granted
I learned to feel
And live again
Not to be consumed with the day to day grind
But to respect everything you have
Value time
And cherish everything
Respect each day
And appreciate everything life has given you
I found my beach
And I know it will stay with me forever
My shoulders are knotted up
My body is tired
Exhaustion has taken control
Of my mind
My fuse is short
My temper is out of control
I am not seeing clearly
And I feel numb
I am a shell of my former self
A zombie filled with an emptiness
Going through the motions of life
Not enjoying life
Not grateful for what I have
Taking everything for granted
Racing through life
Unappreciative
I needed escape
So I planned a quick extended weekend
Just for a little break
A breather
But what I found was so much more
The beach
I approached the beach with trepidation
Amongst a crowd of people
Hiding under umbrellas
Kids running around
Building sand castles
Absolute chaos causing my stress
To grow more intense
I nestled into a small area
And claimed my sand
Then it happened
I disappeared into a magical land
An isolated island
My own world
The crowd was gone
I was alone in this paradise
The calming sea breeze
Massaged my body gently
Refreshing me
Energizing me
The crashing waves in the distance
Releasing the stress
Thats been plaguing me
The water pulling the sand away
From under my feet
I could feel all the bad energy
Releasing from my body
And the ocean drowning it permantly away
The seagulls were singing harmoniously
A chorus of nature singing me a lullaby
The sun radiating on my body
Providing warmth and comfort
Sitting amazingly up in the clear blue horizon
A portrait of perfection in the sky
At that moment
I could feel again
A sensation of soothing serenity
Erasing my stress
Clearing my mind
Helping me find my balance
Finding my beach
I escaped the world I was in
And I learned again
I learned how to appreciate life
My life
I learned not to take anything for granted
I learned to feel
And live again
Not to be consumed with the day to day grind
But to respect everything you have
Value time
And cherish everything
Respect each day
And appreciate everything life has given you
I found my beach
And I know it will stay with me forever
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