Misunderstood

Happiness

You stood on solid land

Finally no longer inundated by the tide

You dared to express

The discomfort you felt

In something new that you are not familiar with

Suddenly the torrent came in

And all known reference points faded

The one that watched from the side

Who knows your heart well

Said “Deb, you did nothing wrong!”

“She has brought out the big guns to obliterate you”

There is a scanning going on

For signs of threat

Which are really just phantoms of the mind

Now there is only an ocean again

An ocean of tears

In which I only seem to drown

But this deluge is really a baptism

A removal of the illusory and the unreal

And a reminder

That you should not look for support

Anywhere outside of yourself

 And you will only truly know what supports you

When all outside supports are removed