Like a sailor on a ship, I stand
with my feet apart and face my demons. I
scan the white cap waves that resemble my life.
They roll meekly, to their death, licking at the shore like a friendly
dog. A person could be deceived and step
into the false security they paint. With
one deadly surge, they’ll reveal their dark-side and pull the innocent into the
endless purgatory below the surface.
Sirens
sound behind me and like a fox cornered by hounds, I start to tremble. Ahead is my only escape but what lies beyond
it? With leaded feet, I step into the
surf and beginning my journey to judgment.
1 comment:
Wow! I could see a story in that. What happened before? Is this the beginning the or the end? It could go either way.
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