sometimes, i wanted to be close to the ocean for it soothes me but sometimes, it can stir fear in my heart.
the ocean makes me think of drowning myself to embrace her. the ocean makes me think of being wide but filled with loneliness. the ocean makes me think of being free and mad due to its waves. the ocean makes me think of crying seas.
i fear the ocean. i fear being the ocean. i fear being blue.
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PoetryWe all have pain inside us, inside those softhearted yet tough hearts and it's on us on how to express it, how to ease it, and how to control it. Painters grab their brushes to express. Singers grab their microphones to express. Dancers grab their s...
