The Wave

I wrestle with my shadow

It follows me too closely

Sometimes I want to lie down

And let it smother me

Close my eyes and succumb

To all the things I know I am

But don’t want to admit

I’ve become

A ghost guards the gates

A mystery’s inside

Could it be all the love that’s

Missing when you search behind my eyes

Or pure hatred

Stowed away and pressurized

Or simply sadness

Poised to immobilize

I fear you are drowning

And it sickens me to think

There’s no rhyme

Or reason to the tide

I’m a slave to its chaotic sinking

I orbit within it

You try desperately to

Comprehend it

Promise after promise

Escapes from my grasp

I can’t fathom your faith for me

I clench my fists harder and harder

In case you give up on me

I ready for the wave

It’s coming

It’s coming