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Shorelines
As a child, you had raised me to believe
The world was my oyster
In a sea of opportunities
That would inevitably drift me
To the shallow shores where the sunlight would beam
Then thrash me into the piercing rocks
To remind my lungs to breathe.
You taught me that there were
Other fish in the sea,
And you were the security net
That would catch my falling heart,
And when those fish swam away
You said,
“Don’t you dare feel like a grain of sand
when you are the constellations in the sky.”
My emotions are the rolling waves of the sea
And you are merely skimming your wings
On the surface.
You once said,
“Don’t you ever let your burdens encompass you.
Don’t let yourself drown.”
Yet you are the very thing dragging me to
The dark depths you told me to fear.
You were once the smell after the rain
But now you are the anger of the sky
Roaring down on me
Whenever you please.
And when the ocean of my tears
Carried me away,
You were in control of the current.
The rain began to pour
And you ducked for cover
As the drops that fell against the damp sand
Blended with my tears.
And when life circles in on me
Like a pack of sharks
I can either swim away
Or fight for my heart.
I never thought you would join
Those who try to break me.
So here I am, fighting.
Bearing my soul as I cry out from the sea
And you ignore my echoes
Brushing off the specks of my words
As you walk away from the life you built
For it to lose itself in the tide.
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This piece was written after the falling out I had with my father after my parent's divorce. I experienced overwhelming anger at his lack of effort to communicate with me, and expressed it through this piece.