the ocean it calls reaching out with invisible fingers beckoning me saying come, child of mine to the place you were meant to be the place you've always yearned for the only place you'll ever feel at peace i am its long lost child briefly returned but never for long enough and it calls for me to return forever
my child, it says you have only glimpsed your future place your life in my hands i will guide you you will be okay
i comply i will be okay
the wanting gets worse somedays, like the feeling is consuming me, and all i want to do is sit and let the waves crash over me