The chaos that ensues in my mind
This process we call thinking
When the tide turns inward
Causing me to flee to a safer place
Scared to face the feelings that
I know are the cause of these waves
As I run I feel my legs start to give in
I collapse to my knees
Slowly the waves begin to close in my fate
I look my hands remembering the things I’ve said
And the things I will never to accomplish
Welcoming this coming tide
Letting all final thoughts rest in peace