25 Coffee House
bataylo
Waves push against the lighthouse
It is a mixture of anger and sorrow
The chaos reminding her of a busy coffee house.
Although she stands in the sand in the dead of night
She is not frightened of the waves but more enticed by them
The lighthouse shines off her dress reflection like moonlight.
She stares into the sky picturing the story house
Her thoughts jumbled up her head screaming at her
The chaos reminding her of a busy coffee house.
She screams wishing for it to stop
Looking at the lighthouse praying for answers
But the waves push against the lighthouse
She goes to lay in the night house
No sorrow just the burden of not knowing
Just the feeling of chaos like the coffeehouse
The she lays like the waves pushing against the lighthouse
No pain and No sorrow just peace now
Waves pushing against the lighthouse
The chaos reminding her she is the coffeehouse