the tide is turning
waves are building
higher with each day
a build up of
tension
stress
until all is
drowning
sinking
suffocating
overcome by
obligations
responsibilities
a task list so long
its a novel
so many things
so many pills
so many, many things and pills
all piling up so high
so high
so very, very high
and
crashing
smashing
down
’til I’m left
just afloat
on top of the swell
treading water like hell
to keep up my head
so my face can tell lies
about ‘everything’s fine’
and then later
in your arms
the dam bursts
no lies only truth
and there will be tears
many tears falling fast
’til the beat of your heart
and the warmth of your love
sooth my life-battered soul
into calmness and peace
as sleep forgives all
till the morning
at once personal and transcendent, really lovely. tony
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