She’s the Ocean

In her good time there laid a tropical paradise

In her most captivating times her elegant smile brought life to the world

She was as stunning as a dazzling and bright sun beam reflecting on the magnificent sea

 

Her mood changed from joy to dismay

She became broken, she no longer felt like herself

Emotions drowned her, her voice nobody could hear

She kept her feelings and thoughts bottled up

 

Shutting out everyone is what she done best, she had plenty of fear

Fear of herself, what she could do

Her pain and anguish she could no longer bear

She wanted to be strong and majestic again

She despised herself as a violent wave

 

I’m no longer fixable she thought to herself

How can you fix something that has already drowned?

Should I swim up to the surface and just keep swimming or should I let the tsunami be the one winning?