Oh world, sometimes you are too much
People dash their words against me
Like angry, grey waves challenge rocks on the coast  in a storm
Words, spray from the storm, like saliva, floating up and landing
splat next to me
foaming and wet

My eyes are soaked in water from they sky tears
When I braved a walk to the angry coast
Afraid of the power of the Bay
Seemingly endless, overwhelming, unremitting
the loudness of the wave's rants and crashes
ceaseless, overwhelming as I stand near the cliff's edge
Somehow I wanted to know this
to face this

Like your words
I am hit with salt water from below, fresh water from above
how did I get into this storm?
on a hot October day with a fever of 101
You argue with me, accusations fly
Why I want to postpone some crucial work
Until I feel better and the illness that consumes me
subsides

Into my safe space I crawl
The clatter and water outside
If, and only if,  I trust myself
here there is no danger.