Was a place I loved as a teen.
Then it was a place to just be seen.
So many days and nights spent by the shore.
Are you starting to wonder what I went there for?
When I was eighteen it was to sunbathe all day long.
Then when I was in my early twenties, it was where I went to become strong.
I was filled with so much sadness and despair.
It was the only place, I truly felt, that I could disappear.
I had a big decision to make.
The last thing I needed was to make a mistake.
I would walk and walk and walk some more.
Then I would sit really close to the shore.
I didn’t move as the waves came in.
I guess I was hoping for it to wash away my sin.
I cried so many times along this beautiful section of beach.
Why had I not listened to all my Mother had preached.
I went so many years to walk the oceans floor.
I watched as the tides pulled away from the shore.
I made my choice.
I really didn’t have a choice.
I spent so many years in tears.
At this beach I had loved for years.
Fast forward to when I was fifty-three.
When my missing part was standing right beside me.
Life at the ocean and along the shore
Will now hold more than ever before.
I now smile for the world to see.
As I walk along this section of the sea.
It is time for me to let go.
I am sick and tired of always feeling low.
I have met some wonderful people here.
Who I will always hold dear.
The Ocean has now helped me to heal.
I will forever be grateful, once again to be able to feel.