Tsunami
Me
The girl I was
The woman I am
The sum of someone
who has never been enough
for anyone
I've walked on eggshells
my entire existence
never having trod
on solid ground
The soil under my shoes
always shaky
Trembling
Tossed around
Torn apart and tattered
Left lonely and shattered
Tidal waves of tragedy
Tsunamis of uncertainty
Bracing against their blows
throwing me off balance
Unable to gain traction
to move forward a fraction
Tripping and slipping
Boxed in by barricades
Struggling to survive and swim
To hold my head above the water
Clinging to the detritus of dreams
as the angry sea washes over me
Desperately crying out in anguish
For help I know will never come
Copyright © Angela Douglas | Year Posted 2021
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