The soft shore sits waiting
Braiding the water in lines of shady foam
The melancholy repetition of the waves
Representing my day to day
Each day, same as the last
The stress
The anxiety
The people who don't know
That just like a wave breaks
All my waves are breaking me
If there is any way
To get out of this cycle
Permanently
Maybe Ill take it
And just let the waves
Swallow me up
Heart and soul
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 10:16 AM UTC
The soft shore sits waiting
Braiding the water in lines of shady foam
The melancholy repetition of the waves
Representing my day to day
Each day, same as the last
The stress
The anxiety
The people who don't know
That just like a wave breaks
All my waves are breaking me
If there is any way
To get out of this cycle
Permanently
Maybe Ill take it
And just let the waves
Swallow me up
Heart and soul