This pressure’s building up
It’s been building up for years
Carefully locked inside my head
With all the unshed tears.

I’ve come to find it’s like an ocean
Almost forgotten; only visited on rare occasions.
Icy, sharp water racing forth to meet the surface…
And sliding back, before it’s too late.

The perilous waters will wait;
With their icy temperature and jagged rocks
Until you’re lulled back into their wake.

And then, when you find you’re happiest;
Digging your toes in the sand,
Smiling at the sun as you slosh through the safer waters…

The tsunami hits.

The sun shines it’s brightest, watching silently
As the waves recede; farther back then they ever have.
Your back is turned as the waves throw themselves upon you
Wrapping around you, dragging you back

You’ve fought the sheer force before;
The panic, and quickly following it, the pain.
The icy water that swirls in your veins,
Lulling you to numbness.

As you thrash about, struggling to break free…
You decide it’s hopeless to fight
That this time, this time
You don’t want to live to see the aftermath
The destruction to your life
In the wake of the disaster.

So you give in, bending to the water’s will
And you find that this time it’s colder than before
The rocks are sharper, the tumbling faster.
So much faster that even if you wanted to turn your back
The greedy tendrils wouldn’t let you go

The waves wash over you,
You, who will never resurface,
As you are so positive of now.