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Where
Where should I stand, In the corner? Head bowed Trying to prove my guilty side, That it was always right? Where should I stand? Behind the pews? Hands clasped Asking for forgiveness from a god That I never believed. Where should I stand? In the middle of the ocean? Chest tight Breath choked out of my lungs, like the truth. Where should I stand? On a sandy beach? Toes spread Celebrating my only victory of Conquering my own mind. Where should I stand? Before your eyes? Nervous - shaking Waiting to be judged - scolded, Applauded - hated - loved. Where do I stand?
Painful Shore
The water trembles between my toes, But the tide is yet to move, Comforting solace repels the waves. Sun holding itself from truth. The sand here burns, melts away breath, Chastising the silence, making it screech and bend. But the water is cooling. The tide is calming. The waves bring comfort. The sun still holds the truth. The day time twists, pulling tightly, Taking the last part of itself to keep for sure. But the water has gone. No tide exists, no waves. The sun has set.
The Poet Armistead 