Damaging Tides
She'll tell you Karma
is not her friend.
With fists clenched tight
she screams, "God is dead!"
Because she knows true heartbreak,
she bleeds for one man.
Her insecurity spells loss
when damaging tides roll in,
but he doesn't play executioner.
He didn't set forth
those damaging tides.
Tattooing a Buddha across his chest
he braces for the ride.
A heart thats raging like a hurricane,
he spirals against outstretched hands.
No interest in truth. No time for lies.
Catch him if you can.
Because you should never crack
your own foundation,
especially
if you intend to stand.
Sometimes we become lost,
and lose everything
before we find our way
again.
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