Waves crash and collide with themselves,
Somewhat like my mind,
Engulfed by trauma and torment,
Wrestling with new ideas and replaying past,
As the waves settle, a calm atmosphere is formed.
But it never seems lasting,
Not long enough to be seen,
As soon as you feel comfortable that wave can sweep you up and set you back.
Breathe, just breathe.
The storm will pass,
The wave will subside subsequently leaving you breathless but strong.