Sand Castle

I’m tired of

building sand castles on this beach

I’m tired of

being fascinated with building grandeur on a whim

I’m tired of

paying attention to every stroke on this castle

I’m tired of

brushing off thoughts that the castle will not be there tomorrow

while I admire

the perfection

that is too pristine to be true

I’m tired of

denying that the high tide would come

I’m tired of

forcing myself to believe

that the castle is not made of sand

I’m tired of

having to face that my beautiful castle

will give in to the water

I’m tired of

watching it being flattenned to the ground

as I cry

for now there is a void in me

where the castle once stood so majestically.

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