It’s all hitting at once.
Storm crashing, like tides against the beach
I’m okay, I will be okay, I have to be okay.
Everything I want, barely outside my reach
Everything I had, slipped through my fingers like sand.
Leaning on a rock, rushing toward a hard place.
Casting a net, the catch is a double deuce.
Buried to the neck amidst the sandcastles
I can, I will, I am! I was… I think.
Hurricane swept, swallowed me whole.
Staring blankly at the placid dangerous calm
Bracing for the second act.
Wind blowing, flattening shelters.
Whistling tunes of destruction and riot
Giving cause to rebuild, renew, re-live.
Rework. Rewind. Rethink.
It’s haunted in the sunshine.
Ready for exorcism.