Falling into the ocean with a splash,
The cruse boat leaving you behind,
Calling out for help but get nothing in return,
Then getting bored you lay on your back,
Listening to the ocean swirl around you,
All of a sudden you have an idea to swim to find land,
After three hours no sight of land you grow tired,
And sink into the welcoming arms of the ocean,
Not caring that you are breathing in the salty water,
You stare up at the ripping water thinking,
It's the most soothing thing in the world,
You fall asleep as the water whispers lullabies,
The water dances around not daring to awake you,
Swaddling you like a baby,
As you sleep the sleep of the dead.
