Soft sounds of freckled rain hit my face
What used to taste fresh-
Now filled with salt
Clinging to sand formed ground
I wait my turn to be hidden once again
Hidden underneath the weight
Away from the eyes of others
Unsure about words to say
Where my thoughts no matter how loud,
End up unheard
To be buried underneath
Away from others
Away from the strings I pulled
Away from the people I troubled
Waiting once more for the Tides to sweep me away
August 23rd, 2019
