Back on the beach.

Back on the beaches where I fell apart like the sand. Back to the place where salt water fell into my hands.
I feel like I’m home and the Sea recognizes me… Me and my heart that I had to collect like bits of shells and pieces of things.
Far in the water the memories sink. The sun is still rising, fragmenting light on the glittering memories.
Abandon your hurt in the free. Abandon your hurt in the sea.
I’m finally home where I had to make the first step to let go of the worst parts of me.
This is the place where water meets land, the spot where I learned to let go of another’s hand.
I’ve crammed and forced the bits that I want to keep
down in my pockets, safe in the deeps.
Back on the beach where my new heart began, I’m finally home and stopped needing his controlling hand.

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