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Poems are a form of expression

They help some heal from their depression

In them contain emotions

From all across the oceans

It's a way to put yourself out there

Even if you are from nowhere

They allow you to say what you feel

Without being judged

Preventing your true self,

From ever being smudged.
Rain falling lightly against the windows,

Willingly going wherever the wind blows.

Clouds as black as the night,

Making the temperature as cold as ice.

Thunder booming and banging all over,

Louder than almost any Land-rover.

With lightening striking quick and fast,

The perfect weather is here at last.
Silence,
   The only sound coming from a fan.
Darkness,
   The only light coming from the stars outside
Coldness,
    The only warmth coming from a single blanket.
Isolation,
    The only company coming from old memories.

Who would've known quitting was such a big
    mistake?
Now I sit here, rotting,
    my soul free to take.

Nothing of my own,
Not one thing belongs to me
Nowhere to go,
Not even someone to see.

I want to turn my life around,
But I don't know how.
The place to do it is here,
The time to do it is now.

Now I'm on top of the world,
Not a single thing can stop me.
I'm a great success,
I go as high as the eye can see.

But now I can't sleep,
My sequestrations keeping me awake.
Now I sit here, rotting,
My soul free to take.
A dim light-bulb flickering, needed to be replaced.
A clock clicking, time needed to be reset.
Lots of mistakes, everywhere, needed to be erased.

A messy room, needed to be cleaned.
An empty bed, needed to be made.
Lots of mistakes, everywhere, more than you ever dreamed.

Slackers, sitting on the sidewalk, needed a home.
Thieves, stealing, needed to be put away.
Lots of mistakes everywhere, more than would've known.

Why can't the world be a better place?
One w/out any problems, because there are,
Lots of mistakes, everywhere, needed to be erased.
I am beautiful.
People go on dates, to come and see me.
I will fight to find the sand,
So that I can lick your toes.

Moving constantly,
You try and stop me but you pass right through me.
I go on trips with people,
All around the world, everyday, seeing something new.

On a hot summer day,
I am your best friend. Cooling you off with a single touch.
I will always be there for you,
And I will never run away.

It's hard to hate me
Like I have a secret potion.
Because why?

I Am The Ocean...

— The End —