My thoughts are an ocean
They stretch farther than the eye can see
Scary to all
Beautiful to some
Vast and full of questions with few answers
The deeper you look the darker they get
They come through in waves
Large masses charging in from the horizon
Crashing against the rocks behind my eyes
Disintegrating to sparkling sea foam
Before I can grasp them
The waves come to life
Pummeling me
Grabbing for my throat
I slowly drown in myself
As they carry me to shore
My body finally feels the warmth
Of the sun
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
My thoughts are an ocean
They stretch farther than the eye can see
Scary to all
Beautiful to some
Vast and full of questions with few answers
The deeper you look the darker they get
They come through in waves
Large masses charging in from the horizon
Crashing against the rocks behind my eyes
Disintegrating to sparkling sea foam
Before I can grasp them
The waves come to life
Pummeling me
Grabbing for my throat
I slowly drown in myself
As they carry me to shore
My body finally feels the warmth
Of the sun
