H.+Extended+Metaphor+Poem

This Is Who I Am; A Wave Summer sun shining down on me as I gaze out at the ocean The summer breeze blows my hair and the scent of salt water eases my pain. I dig my toes into the warm sand and burry my feet as far as I can. That is where I see myself, I am a wave. Slowly growing up into something bigger than itself, but in the end crashing down violently. I am a wave. Catching the attention of others in amazement, but they are oblivious to the chaos I am experiencing. I am a wave. Disappointing those who expected me to be bigger than I am, but little do they know I’m trying my best. I am a wave. There are underlying beauties to my tragic story of rise and demise. I am a wave. I am a strong individual, one who can stand alone if necessary. I am a wave. I am the one who calms those who cannot accept their stress, even when sometimes I cannot accept my own. I am a wave. My life is like a cycle building myself up to crash down once more and then starting all over again. I am a wave.