My waves crash upon your shore
With a beating
You will not survive.
You must run from me,
And never look back.
Take what you have left,
Or this sweet surrender
Will tear you down
Leaving behind
shreds of your being
Scattered in my sand.
Unrecognizable,
To my heart.
It’s up to you,
But I’ll never stop
pushing you inland
With a sincerity
That I’m sure you don’t see.
How could you,
With all of these tears
Held hostage
In your eyes?
DoRee MelNic 