Depression Like a Wave

Personal (Hope)


comes over me

like a wave.


It ebbs and flows,

rolling with the tides

of my emotions.


I have to hold on tight

and ride it out;

lest I drown in my sorrow.


But in time,

the melancholy mood lifts, 

the calm seas resurface.


Love is like the shore,

breaking the wave,

settling my turbulent heart.

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