The cries in your head are loud and clear,
there's life on the other side
we'll cross the shore together.
The waves are choppy and unforgiving,
the oceans awake, Poseidon's hateful fist is stirring.
feels like I'm drowning.
I cant breathe
salt and water
dying
washed up
onshore the sand is white.
vanilla beach.
I hate it here.