and like the sea
I shall not
find peace
in mercy
of coves
I shall not
find sleep
cradled
by tides
swathed
in ripples
of shroud
and like the sea
I shall not
find shelter
in caves
cracks
fissure
or rift
I shall not
find peace
in burden
of cliff
crevice
or crypt
I shall rise
I shall fall
fury and rage
billow and crash
upon dock
upon rock
no peace from the storm
I rise and I fall
I struggle to call
for the light
in the dark
the darkness in me
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