poetry

Rushing wave

A rushing wave of emotion,
This is where my devotion
Lies,
Perhaps even thrives
Under the throes of struggle
My blood, sweat and tears
All the demons I’ve overcome and fears
The breeze of the sea hits my face
Confusion and nostalgia
Deadline pushing me to get outchea
The dread of scrutiny
Closely evaluating and judging every line
What is the divine
The knowledge that we seek
Am I truly this weak?
Or am I strong
Stronger than the throng
Of rushing emotion
Rising, rising, rising…
then subsiding

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