waves or wolves

Standing on the edge
The waves crash against the rocks, breaking
Mixing in with my insecurities

Behind me, the screaming continues
Polarized, dehumanizing, soul crushing
The rage in the wolves only grows

One side has poison dripping from their thoughts
While the other side stands like statues
A sterilized last line of defense

The crashing waves bring me back
And doubt pokes at my mind
Locking my feet into concrete

It’s now or never—the waves or the wolves

When I jump,
the calm ocean widens my eyes

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