Twisted and tormented,
my thoughts walk with me on the sand.
Gazing out to sea,
I watch a lighthouse beacon
play hide and seek
in the night.
Haunted by memories
and heavy with sorrow,
I slowly fall in step
with the eternal rhythm
of the oceans ebb and flow.
As the tide recedes,
it pulls with it some of my pain.
Placated and peaceful,
I let slip my burdens,
and they are carried out to sea.
