Waiting

This gallant, rolling, angry surf
has found a common friend in me-
spitting back foam and tufts of turf
like I at everything I hear and see.

Countless sands of some distant shore
are choices offered if I only would,
bust open the already weathered door
and take a side well misunderstood.

It is a cold ripple in the sky;
I do believe in the pain I make,
In the many ways I choose to live awry
for mine- and not for your- sake.

I know that life tides out, never to halt
weather to live or die I choose;
even if I except nothing- its not your fault
even the sea must water loose.

Waiting

JessysGirl08

Joined February 2008

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I wrote this once quite awhile ago when I was a younger person, striving for freedom…

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