Like a Wave
Like a wave it comes.
Starts small, I feel it building.
Getting bigger. And bigger.
Here we go.
It comes over me.
Under me.
All around me.
I stay with it.
Aw, relief. It moves away.
Until the next one, whenever that will be .
A friend once told me “The pain never goes away, you just get better at accepting it.”
Brenda Rock