Man can appreciate the beauty of the ocean.
Yet he can never hope to understand current nor tide.
Nature almost biblical in fashion.
Oceans, a natural messiah.
The danger is hidden within a promise of beauty.
The tide practically bipolar.
One hour calm and peaceful.
The next destructive and violent.
Regardless of mood swings, oceans still offer shelter.
Is it strange that your pet fish reminds me of your lover?
Beautiful and full of life, yet trapped.
An ocean.
A fish tank.
A house.
It's all the same to you, isn't it?
-XR
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PoetryI'm an 18 year old boy with Cerebral Palsy, depression and anxiety. I'm a British Hipster Punk Fuck who has dreams of happiness and independence. Living with my difficulties can be saddening and difficult so to cope I draw (follow my Instagram: ale...
