And so the day came,

The Ocean’s turf slowly screamed out my name.



And so I ran,

the suns rays hit over my hands.



And that’s how my day began.

I was alone, a strong wild blew and took be down.

I could not for myself and nor could I stand myself.

This was all too large to comprehend.



And that’s how this continued.

Everywhere I went the same name, the same game, the same air, the same glare.

Watch me soar?



And that’s how I got away.

I hid under a large rock in my head, under a large sheet of despair.

I sat alone the same way that I awoke on this earth.

Alone the day I came in, alone the day I get hurt, alone the day, I vanish from the ocean’s turf and the God given skies.

 ~ n o l a   c a
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