Poem: Waiting For The Tide To Roll In

When words loose their meaning and turn into sand,
Do you wait for the ocean to tide or let it slip through your hand?
All I know is that apologies and regrets are taken redundantly
Just words on a page can be fiction, movement is the key
to unlocking a chest full of treasures & gold
Maybe then, you can seek shelter from the miserable cold
But yet you sit still, just like a lake,
preserving your pride is a sad mistake,
Because you could be happy, like a walk on the beach
if only you could tear down the dam and just reach.

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