the Beach is Solitude
the Ocean is Sorrow
the Waves are Suffering
the Sands a Prison
the Tide a Respite
and Perdition
the Sun a watchful Apparition
the -b l i n d i n g- Truth
a -s e a r i n g- Judgement
Gripping Guilt
and -s i c k l y- Torment
my lone relief from the scalding Beach
the Waves of Grief, the Dams they breach
and some -m e m o r y- of what could have been
a foolish Wish to start again
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