The ocean is vast and wide Seemingly unending, Like the metaphors that it can be used for.
When I'm lost, When I feel that everything is overwhelming me, When inspiration has left and you're all I have, When all that exists is the place between tears and land, When I feel hopeless, When my mind no longer wishes to be dry, I can turn to my dear ocean.
Although far away I know you're there, And I worry for you, For your health. I know it gets dangerous, Oil, Trash, Humans.
But stay strong ocean, Us writers wouldn't know what to do without you
this is literal garbage, ig this is whats actually polluting the earth lol