Against the Tide

The sand was flurrying in-between the crevices in my toes
And the salt water, dampening it, buried my feet
Forcing me to stand my ground, against the tide

The stirring of the oceans waves,
The drone of the gulls gliding above the cerulean,
And the mesh of gusting winds flood my ears

I was standing, as if a hero, adjacent to its rival
Gallantly and boldly ready to shield
As if I truly wasn't afraid of whatever might happen

I never did feel this ambiance before I waded in the water
I never felt as if I was a hero or a strong man
Weak and frail, I always was, and I was no use to anyone

It upset me a bit sometimes – I would weep in secrecy
I was isolated from everyone before I came here
And nobody needed or wanted me to be alive

The skies around me were never polished with the radiance it does around others
It was darkness with bitter, grey clouds accompanying them
And there was harsh storms surrounding me and downpours drowning me

It felt amazing – this atmosphere and airiness
The wonderment of the strength and power I felt
It was overflowing me, and it felt remarkable

I breathed heavily, and forced my feet out of the cage of sand
And started stepping further out into the unknown waves
Deeper and deeper the water became and I didn't care

Tiny bits of seashells were cutting my feet apart
I didn't mind that either, as the sand was already layering them
It stung, but the pain wasn't going to last much longer

I lifted my arms so the sea breeze would chill it
The fury and vigor of the coming waves was overwhelming
I closed my eyes and breathed again

I was almost neck deep in water and nobody was there under the full moon
I had been thrashed by the treacherous waves
And I have almost completely lost it, but still felt miraculous

And with one last surge, a last barricade of water flooded me
And I would no longer be around for anyone to belittle me
Or wish that I had never been born

I fell into the tides transitioning to a graceful splash
And, as lightly as a feather, started making my way toward the ocean floor
This was my burial, and my face ended life with a quirky, little smile