Nobody understands, really
Why I obsess over the big blue body
Why I ache each and every day/month/year I am away from it
The waves crash onto the shore, much like the thoughts in my mind
She ***** people in and they enjoy her, but cannot seem to handle her bad weather
You see,
When the waves engulf me
I am purified
When I get thrown around, and salt enters my throat and my eyes and I can barely breathe
I am momentarily freed
And I enter a different universe
I guess
I find comfort knowing
The ocean
Is much like me