The Waves
The Waves
I feel the sun on my toes.
I watch the waves,
Come and go.
I begin to ponder my life.
Sometimes my life is calmer waters,
Where I can see the beauty of the ocean.
How warm the sand is,
How beautiful the sunsets are,
And how blessed I am to have calm waves.
Other times,
The waves consume me,
Hurricanes of destruction,
Destroying everything I love.
There is not sunshine,
Only waves of darkness and death.
The only good thing about the waves is,
They come and go.
Nothing is permanent.
The waves can bring great joy,
Or horrible destruction.
I never know which,
So I just ride the waves.
Enjoy the calm waters when it's there,
And keep going when the hurricanes hit.
But for now,
I am just going to ride the waves.
And pray,
I can make it through another day.
That I don't get consumed,
By,
The,
Waves.
I like how in my head, the waves are symbolic. I personally have depression and always compare it to have "waves". I really like that idea