Upon waves' break

Staring blankly through savage waves, breaking upon worn jettied rocks.
On tired tongue a salty taste, taunting spray portraits your face,
In cursed thoughts, your voice mocks:
"Be a man, real men don't break."
Yet here stands "less than a man" poised atop crested wave.
Turbulent undertows of mounted lies.
Saltwater stings tear prickled eyes.
Wash away by ferocious tide.
Dragged out, adrift vast open ocean,
Weathered driftwood, debris, discarded notions.
Softly spoken lies echo through tortured mind's hell.
Floating aimlessly at rhythmic water's swell.
Day fades away with night, light brings day again.
Cast upon discarded's land, silk fine grain white sand,
Strewn together gifts of sea, randomly along the beach.
Feelings return slowly, cracked open eyes.
Sudden streak across the sky, fiery tail cuts black of night.
Dissociation breaks to hope in light.
Countless stars shine through space and time.
Filling empty space..... in time.