Shattering

I wonder till when,
the dam within,
can hold these rising swells,

The currents are fierce,
and tame my restrained form,
while I breathe,
Pretending to be strong,

Silently curled,
in an invisible corner,
I wait, and contemplate,
If it is the dam that would scatter,
Or I,
who would fall and shatter........

(c) S.S

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