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Apr 2013
I spent the day,
down by the bay.
The sea salt air,
flowing through my brown hair.

I dipped my toes,
in the water, so cold.
Sent chills up my spine,
as rain fell from the sky.

I walked on the docks,
as birds flew by in flocks.
They cried out my name,
I may be insane.

The words in my head,
make complete sense,
to me.

But when they come out,
when I shout,
they always end up being opposite,
of what I thought.

I never mean any harm,
I never mean to hurt anyone.
But in the end, everyone runs away,
I can't help me!

But I can find,
comfort in me,
when I'm down by the sea.

When I'm lost,
and alone,
I am truly at home.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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