It Poem by Kaia Gronnbeck
It
Cruel beyond words
IT breaks the surface
Filling my stomac
Filling my chest
My lungs
My throat
My Head
Choking me
Burning me
Eating away at my mind
Subsiding for a while
Waves are calming
The ocean is quiet
ITs
Lurking beneath the black water
Hiding
Waiting
For the next wind
To come along
To whip up a new storm
To release IT from its depth
Enabeling it once more
To wreak havoc on an unprotected mind
What's IT that gnaws inside us to break through all barriers and fill our being? I am touched.
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4/19/2024 5:53:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
hm.... strange poem)))) .... but i like it)