I miss you in waves
The kind that swallow you whole
And spit you out in pieces

Upon a beach with familiar scenery
I suddenly doubt things like gravity
And my sanity
I cannot trust even memories
Since now they are all mixed with illusions
Caused by the irritating intrusion
Of self doubt
And on this shore, where I once walked happily about
I tiptoe

Afraid, I suppose, of the undertow
For I know I am nothing against a raging sea
Just a fading footprint
In a now faulty memory