navy blue tides
tracing the outline of my body.
sinking further with each wave,
the world grows softer
the more detached I am.
its edges easier to grasp
but fingertips away.

you, a violent wind,
uprooted me from all that I knew
and left me in this new, this foreign
state to bend me at your will.

when the tides take their toll
after so long, my back
is forever bent. Forever formed
into a function only you
can benefit from.

you are the storm
that wrecked my sense
of normality. you leave me
in pieces, scattered across
the sand, never quite fitting
together ever again.
you left me here.
you’ve never been known
for cleaning up your messes.