Until the Next Storm
It’s cold, dark, scary.
Suffocating
Waves crushing on me
It hurts stings
Buries
My chest underwater
I can’t breathe.
You are over me and under me
And I can’t come back up
But then you let loose.
The water warms up
And the pressure leaves my heart.
It doesn’t hurt anymore,
Now you carry me,
Make me float
Singing me to sleep,
And it feels perfect,
And I know everything is going to be all right
Until the next storm comes.
Copyright © Alize Michelet | Year Posted 2017
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