Repentance

To the churning black sea. I choose to rest my shoulders on you. To let the voids of black consuming all matters; heartbreak and loss. 

To the towering cliffs; a limestone rock amidst the waves. I choose you for the waves to crash this stone cold heart. Of which it belongs to the past I never wish to unveil. 

To the fresh saltwater of the sea strand. I choose you to wash away the sorrows and all the past mistakes. Even if its drop on the gaping wound would cause an excruciating pain . 

To the breeze that sweeps the scarf across my face. I choose you to freed my longing soul; a wind that will blow me away to wherever new place I would be belong to. To a place where a newfound freedom shall remain. 

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First of May

2021.