Surfacing

Surfacing

A Poem by A Glow in the Pit of My Soul

I am beach sweaty and sleepy sad

Heavy heart full of tender things
Body bursting with nerve endings

I am sun dizzy and lit like a match

Tugged under by the current
But there is a quiet comfort in the cool
Arms of the water

It only becomes blinding, 
deafening, disorientingly severe
When you break the surface and 

start fighting for your breath again

© 2017 A Glow in the Pit of My Soul


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A Glow in the Pit of My Soul
A Glow in the Pit of My Soul

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