Ashore

I swam in a dismal nothingness for years
Wondering why I was alive
When everyone that loved me was dead
Or gone.

One day I reached a shore
It took months to convince me it was safe
To be on the land again
To walk, to feel, to everything.

I allowed the waves to gently bring me
To the soft promise of the shore
Where I laid there wondering
If I was really meant to be here.

The first person I see is a lie
Selling bottles of poison to people
Telling them
It cures everything.

The very next person I see
Takes me into his arms
Then softly whispers to me
To get back into the water.
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