A sea of nothing
no flowers, no leaves
no trees to breathe from
waves without break
Fish swimming without direction
coral lying flat on the ocean floor
water without moisture
floor with no sand
Your fishing rod falls
on the surface
no catch
disappointment drains the water
disappointment never leaves
The water has no movement
no wind to push the sailboats
a vast ocean, but no direction
lost at sea
No one ever comes
no one ever leaves
there are no signs, no paths
to an ocean that cannot breathe
the ocean of desolation
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 3:10 AM UTC
A sea of nothing
no flowers, no leaves
no trees to breathe from
waves without break
Fish swimming without direction
coral lying flat on the ocean floor
water without moisture
floor with no sand
Your fishing rod falls
on the surface
no catch
disappointment drains the water
disappointment never leaves
The water has no movement
no wind to push the sailboats
a vast ocean, but no direction
lost at sea
No one ever comes
no one ever leaves
there are no signs, no paths
to an ocean that cannot breathe
the ocean of desolation
