4am
It seems as if the waves
We kept closed away,
The ones from which we
Turned our back away,
Have unleashed
And are rushing towards us.
How can you escape something
You don’t know how to deal with?
I can’t say anything,
Rushes of water filling my mouth.
Copyright © Chelle Chanelle | Year Posted 2023
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