Waves

On the first day, I was lost

Scrambling around

In the desert

Crawling on my knees

I couldn't even breath

Then came the wave

And I was carried out to sea

Trying to keep my head

Above the water

I still couldn't breath

And when I washed ashore

There was acceptance

And peace

But only for a time

Until another wave

Carries me again

This time much further

And it takes all night

Just to be washed ashore

And crawling back again

But this time tentative

And avoidant and afraid

Because it doesn't take much

Before another wave

And everytime it happens

I hold a little more water

Inside my lungs

Barely able to breath

But there's always healing

Just with a little

More scar tissue