The self defeating logic of anxiety is to make me believe the only way to keep myself safe is for me to never feel self. How absurd, how astonishing, That this fierce storm is only a thought. A ghost I create and...

today weep for sorrow's sakesilently holding tight hurt rises then receedesmelancholy wraps around memy mind succumbsand I float down a sad rivermy tears flow my gentleness is adriftfearful for the futuretender understanding in a glanceyou feel it tootogether we...

This ocean breathes… Your rhythm of the sea!   Waves rising and falling  like our chests do when we breathe.    You are lost somewhere deep… Deep within my heart…   You're the one who  tickles my heartstrings.    And from within you sing your rhythm of the sea.