The blue and white foam
Come up to my feet
I feel a slight
soft breeze
the air is clean
salty and fresh
I want to stay here
and dont look back
YOU ARE READING
My escape from reality
PoetryWhen im bored I write poems so enjoy.xx **UPDATED, AS OF 12/30/2020..** I have been inactive on this account since 2015. These poems I wrote when I was 12-14 years old. My poems in this collection can be triggering to some.
