The open sea, where they say it all began. Mystic and vast open to remove all past actions or thoughts. Lost within emotional turmoils; the see takes away.
The sea of life comes waves after waves. Flowing deep and long. From peak to peak. From base to base. Though the peaks are clearly seen; the depths are lower and deeper than anyone's darkest Secret. For these deepest secrets drive each waking moments. While our peaks carry during the lowest nights.
During darkest times; lost and out of control, thing happens which are never mean to be done. Mistakes in minds which are driven by pain and lost through out our lives. How frantically thoughts go searching for something or someone to blame. From these depths of this wave; we strike at what we care about and in depth care for. Frantically we toss and clean all that could bring those memories back.
Detached from the depths of this wave; Dark thoughts and frantic moods become rational thoughts seeping into the whirlpool of thoughts. Towards the surface; tearing through thoughts and trying to think. Trying to remember all that had when wrong. As the wave lifts me higher.
Feelings of hatred and self pity overflow my heart and soul. Knowing that those action came from deep down within. Feeling and actions wished to take back. Yet at last knowing, as with all things, the same with the each wave that goes. They become part of the past. That can not be changed.
This wave carries still up and higher and higher it goes. Reaching the peak; remembering all the good times. Smiles and hugs to cherish for a life time to come. Knowing this wave will come to an end. Squeezing and holding every happy and caring thought through out this peak of the Sea.
I wrote this for a women Named Teresa. For she will never know how truly sorry I am.