I sit by edge of the sea, Watching waves creep in between algae ridden rocks Hopping over shallow craters I watched the moon control the vastness of one colossal body I felt the strong undertow take my drifting self drowning me to a briny heaven because no more am I to float freely I have learned the lesson of existence. No one can be free, without a consequence. Not the moon, nor the sea.
This poem is suppose to show that even if you are free, there is always something holding us back.