Prena Poetry

I am the sea; always the waves that never get tired of forgiving and yet never forgetting the damage left by the storms. I am brave but not brave enough to hold up when the thunder splits me apart. I never get tired of pointlessly crawling back to the same shore when no one is going to hold me and forgive me. I am the water and I ache, because I don’t know how it feels to be liberated, to not carry this weight and kindly lay on the earth without having to grieve for being who I am .

I am the sea. I am who I am.