The waves crash along the shore
That salty fishy scent
A boat coasts across the bay
The water ripples along its path

The sky, cloudy, yet bright
The sun still shines through,
A typical day
Overcast, cool, breezy.

I sit. Ponder. Gaze.
Lost in thought
Lost in my own mind

What is this life
What is the point
How do I go on living
Without any hope for the future

The seagulls cry
Floating on the surface
Not a care in the world
Such a peaceful time

I dip my feet
into the cold atlantic
the chill ripples through my body
such a sharp buring cold

And back to reality
With the same questions
Without an answer
But thats just life

....isnt it?