Against The Tide

Cleansing sea wash over me
Skin scrubbed away by wind whipped sand
Am I new again?
Reborn and reset?
Will the memories of you pour out of my mind
like salt sea from my ears?
Will my heart restart from the pounding
waves against my chest?
No longer a dead man floating at the mercy of life’s
waters but alive and swimming against the tide

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