up down
trapped in churning waves
pulling you under
thunder chrashes and lightning screams
you reach for the surface
desperate

it breaks

the sea is calm
you can float
gulls sing
the sun glistens
you rest
your finger tips making patterns in the waves
ripples

is it worth the storm?

the sun turns hot
blinding
you sheild your eyes
it's not enough
the sea boils
you scream

and get pulled under

things are calm
dark
empty
the sea is dead and cold

and is taking you with it

you hear a rumble of thunder and close your eyes

you wait for the calm