THE WAVE

The wave

The wave

hit by the wave
all hopes blown
the wave I loathe
it’s not our kind

I crossed the bridge halfway
the wave drew me back
the pain in my thoughts
a chain around me

I cry but I don’t
I bleed anger, I puke frustration
I am dead never to be buried
I wish to smell salvation

But the wave is not invincible
I am
I will burn the wave to eat the fruit so sweet
because I am

The wave will go
too soon, too soon
the wave should go
the wave shall go

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