Sadness coming over you…just like the waves
Sometimes lapping over you gently and quickly ebbing away
Sometimes hitting you in quick successions, breaking violently over you
Sometimes you go under, but you quickly come up again
Sometimes even when you’re down, it keeps hitting you. Pushing you deeper and deeper until you don’t even know which way is up
Maybe you’re rescued by people who see you struggling and hear your cry for help. Or maybe you’re alone in your fight for survival; you’re determined to live
Eventually you master it, know how to duck so it washes over you without breaking you. Or you make a sport out of it and just ride the waves
It’s a workout, but surely what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger.
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