My sea
please don't
get rid of me.
Don't wash me up on the shore
during yet another breadown
of yours.
Please
no more.I've dealt with broken ships and deadly storms,
but I still found you
and I'm getting used to your norms.
Your aggressive waves
and your intense bitterness.It doesn't matter.
I can get through more storms.
For you have so much undiscovered beauty.
So much fascinating life.And without a doubt,
a lot of depth.
I'll study you
and show the world.My beautiful sea.
A love like no other
they'll ever see.
YOU ARE READING
Melancholy with a side of Misery (#Wattys2016)
PoetryPoetry,beauty,romance,love - these are what we stay alive for. -Robin Williams