The Beach

July 27, 1999

We walk on the empty beach holding hands
The sadness that once filled my mind
is pushed away with his presence
There is nothing weighing me down
It has disappeared... and I'm floating
Then
We talk while collecting seashells
About everything and anything and nothing
All at once but never at the same time
Everything is released
Leaving me empty and fulfilled
Then,
We stand ankle-deep in the chilling water
He's tickling my sides to death
As usual I'm giggling and squirming away
But of cousre I won't be free for long
.... as if I wanted to be
Then,
We lay together on the sand
Staring up at the stars in the vast, dark sky
He places the sweetest of kisses on my cheek
How I wish this night would never end
How I wish I wasn't just dreaming

For,
The dreams I dream of still loneliness
Expose my secret worlds of insecurity
Resulting from constant unstable emotions
Which lack the opportunity to develop
Though any kind of heart or loving words
And,
As though I could be saved or comforted 
In some of the strangest manners
I put on my mask of happiness to hide
What others should never see
Because they'd think wrongly of me
Since,
I'm not really feeling what they see I feel
And I never think what they think I know
Stereotypical people think stereotypical thoughts
In this world that oppresses
And depresses
To Be


~Peggy~

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