When I Sat Down on the Sand

poem

On the cool sand, I sat down relaxed.Its roughness caressed my pain.There, the breeze from the sea,Touched me; fresh and chilled.The wounds were just enfolded.The sensation suddenly disappeared,When I sat down on the cool sand. Calming down my inner rage;Turmoil of regrets, guilt and the outside cage.Shattering, building; Building, shattering; Tonnes of feelings & emotions […]

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