-High Tide-
The shore during high tide
It’s all you
The water lapping gently across you
Sand deteriorating with the water
You’re deteriorating.
In reality you allow yourself
To let the cold waters touch you
Strip you of your stability,
Strength, and spirituality.
Pride all taken away
By a wave of unkindness
People, creatures who know nothing
Who don’t love you for being beautiful.
As the high tide fades away
And the waters cease their visits
The sand is restored
I know that you’re back
To your old self again.
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