Sand pecks at my skin.
I rest in its sharpness,
As the edge of a wave strokes my feet.
The sun is escaping.
A mocking sky turns black and blue,
It watches from the clouds,
As the coldness of the blue creeps in.
The violence of the foamy sea entices,
I pull its blanket over my head,
To sleep forevermore.
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 8:36 AM UTC
Sand pecks at my skin.
I rest in its sharpness,
As the edge of a wave strokes my feet.
The sun is escaping.
A mocking sky turns black and blue,
It watches from the clouds,
As the coldness of the blue creeps in.
The violence of the foamy sea entices,
I pull its blanket over my head,
To sleep forevermore.