Into the Ocean
Frothy, unforgiving waves
slamming against the rocky shore of deception,
with the patience of eternity.
Depthless trenches habituating alienistic creatures;
my sanity and the past that ruined it.
I want to escape,
to let the ocean take me away
to a better future.
I want to swim away as a fish,
one out of a trillion.
Anonymity is a solace;
the ocean a constant embrace.
I'm falling off a cliff,
taking a dangerous plunge into a rocky bay.
My hope and trust for the water will save me.
A water so cold it paralyzes instantly
envelopes me with an unbiased acceptance.
My muscles contract,
heart lurches,
a natural response to the cold.
Now I wish I were cold-blooded;
a fish,
one among trillions,
and perfectly adaptable to the cold.
I can't breathe,
can't breathe,
but the ocean is my savior.
I force my thoughts to a lull,
remain perfectly still and calm.
Above me, the crests of the ocean
tickle my back and lick at the jagged rocks.
I hear sand moving about,
pretend to feel fish nearby.
I can't breathe,
can't breathe,
but the ocean is my savior.
The ocean's current peels me away,
delivering me from all the pain I'd known.
I'm free, free.
Now if only I could breathe.
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