3WW: Fog, Lenient, Struggle

Sand, like wet cement,
sucks at my sneakers
as I walk along the foggy

shore.

My sharp thoughts
cut through, separating
the halves of my

life.

I struggle forward
trying to make a decision
where only I will

win.

My lenient ways
have masked my true
feelings for so many

years.

A stray wave builds,
builds, fast, faster,
gains momentum,

slaps

me in the face, wakes
me up. I head home,
the same person, still

gray.


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