DescriptionA description of a troubled mind.
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I carved desired goals upon the crystal sands. But, soon after storms defaced my plans. Vitality's grains have since then drained and dried. My sense of belonging, who I am or why..... A desolate beach now whispers my name; Beneath jagged boulders and pummeling wakes. Like a wounded humpback feels when whaling ships close-in. Or a captured dolphin used for its aquatic tricks. Its shores are now teeming with saltys and sharks, alike. How can this turtle nest in such adverse habitat. Landfill imbues my shelter; Which long ago held pleasant sands. But to dare venture off its coast, is to face worse perils, then. This once superb oasis has now reached its brink; Strangled by restrictive seaweed and contaminating grief. Where the sand-lice roam, and cracked dreams are seen; That's what now encumbers, this mind's splendid beach. written on: August 25, 2019