Waves of depression are at my shore
Waves of depression
Have come riding in with the tide.
Not as clear as the ocean.
Waves of depression
has arrived at my shore
Wanting to swallow me whole.
As the tide comes in
It will sweep me of my feet
And drag me out to sea
poem by Amy Kerswell
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