"The ocean, the shore, and the grass
The difference between them three"
Can one see where I am?
Here laying in the grass,
Following up to what appears
To be whatever it appears to be
I can’t tell what I need
So content without
But so colorful when you look out
The shore
Like therapy that leaves its mark
I need to be washed
The remains of the abyss
Sink me in
The agony of the hot sun
Wearing me out till I become none
I need to go
Where the tides say no
The ease of the lake
My past feels fake
Will I ever respawn
*** now I’m forever gone
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC
"The ocean, the shore, and the grass
The difference between them three"
Can one see where I am?
Here laying in the grass,
Following up to what appears
To be whatever it appears to be
I can’t tell what I need
So content without
But so colorful when you look out
The shore
Like therapy that leaves its mark
I need to be washed
The remains of the abyss
Sink me in
The agony of the hot sun
Wearing me out till I become none
I need to go
Where the tides say no
The ease of the lake
My past feels fake
Will I ever respawn
*** now I’m forever gone
was lost in the first place but thanks to subjectivity that i know that.
Original interpretations
Lake-my “fantasy”
Shore-the revealed desire within me
The grass-before ignorance was known as bliss
take this how you want
