A wave.
A wave washes over me.
Yet it is not of water.
It is of sadness
I am swept away.
Pulled under,
Drowned.
Left alone
to dry my own tears,
to heal my own heart
to start over
To leave behind this life.
To forgive.
and to love again
someday.
Thank you for reading!
Wishing you all there is,
Stephanie
