Serene.
Calm.
Save for occasional rippling.
Settled.
Unaware
Of churning waters beneath the surface.
Abruptly
I find myself in the center of a perfect storm.
Dreams
Dashed against the rocks.
Drowned
In a tsunami of broken vows.
Faced
With the knowledge that the only way out
Is out.
Marie Elena
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