Tide Puzzles

Afraid, to live, watered down.

Never at full strength.

Oh God but what about my plans?

Up in smoke.

Oh God but what about my way?

Exhausted and choked.

When I’m done playing games,

I’ll stand finally still without complaint.

I traveled to the East.

Visited the West.

Sought comfort in the South.

Looked around the North.

I’ve learned listening is better than talking.

Waiting with hope is better than premature walking.

And the best songs I’ve ever created were done alone, God the only audience.

Still, I’m afraid.

Of living watered down.

Laying face-first on the beach when high tide arrives.

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