Blame it on the Moon

 Rising tides of sea

Hide the heart’s heaviness
Below resentful waves tipped with froth and fear.
Sand can’t hold our imprints,
The markings fill with bitterness,
Washed away over and over
Only to return on Ocean’s wide shoulders,
Until out of exhaustion
It cries out ‘Enough!’
For strength is not

unlimited,
And courage is finite.
The Moon doesn’t care,
She keeps pulling the waters to her
Out of a selfish desire not to be
Alone, anymore.