Went to the beach when i was barely alive
fighting with demons in a deep hell in such a life
trying to survive and get high enough
to burry the pain
to slow down my heart beats
to dance in the afternoon with the music's beat
and throw my soul in the blue beach
burning with the sun
healing myself with my favorite songs
the beach is so pure,
so blue
a vergin beach
an honest sea
the water is so clear that..
you can clean your stress out..
clean your soul out..
clean your thoughts out
where you can be you again
a calm you
a beautiful you
a happy you
with every wave's song
an anxiety wave dettach from your soul
in the middle of the night..stars show up
to clear the vision
make a pretty decision
like an artist ..of the nature
the moon is tough..soft
on top of the sea
as a king of the nature
the thing about nature is making you feel safe..no matter where or when
you are always HOME.
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Author:
MrsD (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 3rd, 2023 09:49
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Comments1
Great poem MrsD
I like the lines
- honest sea
- The water is so clear that...
- that you can clean your stress out
Thank you for sharing MrsD
thanks for the kind words..appreciated
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