Dream
Rain and passion meet
Where the waters break against the shore
An outbreak of memories greets the oncoming tide
And the souls that haunt the waters take me for a ride
They take me to the black depths where I can hide
From the laws I was naively compelled to abide
Wishing I had the power to settle the score
Against the spiteful people I now abhor
The pain that radiates from their very bones
Clashes with the anger they seem to enthrone
They can never feel the love that they constantly deplete
I was battered and broken and had to retreat
I could no longer face the lies and deceit
Retreating to the roaring sea
Where I could be completely free
Copyright © Ashley Wakefield | Year Posted 2014
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