the beginning is the end is the beginning

june 7th, 2001 / eleven twenty seven

shoreline pushing in as the tide turns violent
white cloth (white, like the innocence she lost)
draped on her legs turned transparent from the mist of the sea
lost, and searching for answers
she finds only questions in the eyes of those who betrayed her
(those who she once loved)

lightening strikes from above
and for the first time her truth is revealed
overcome by such a huge revelation
paralyzed by fear
she can think of no reason to go on

taking on the ocean
one step at a time
she eventually succumbs to the waves (she succumbs to the truth)
drowning, she makes no plea for help
her lungs will fill with sea water
'fore she desires to go back to that place (the place she leaves behind)

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