a forgotten time
a displaced space
neglected
then ignored
the history
washed away in the waves

yet they stood
weathered
and torn
with a strength
no one foresaw

the elements testing
fortitude

you
are secretly aware
of the inner might
that quietly fighting
the ravages of rage
take a tally

throwing in the towel
was never an option
and will not be

for you will sustain
with endurance
as these timbers do
surviving
the weather
the undertow

you will step away
before
all that remains
is a snag of you