I stand,
and I stare
out at her vastnessmy toes curl in the sand
when I sit with my arms curled around me
a pride flag rests around my shoulders and keeps me warm as the sky turns to nightall at once
all at once, her friendliness is ripped away from me
by her will
at the setting sunshe becomes not a mother,
but a thief—
stealing hearts, and ships,
and livesdo I fear her?
yes.
do I love her?
yes.it is all I can do to feel the pull of the tide
to watch the moon become the only thing proving that there isn't just a void in front of me
to watch the embodiment of life and emotion
become all that is dark
and all that is deathit is all I can do
to look out at her
and weep on the insidefor I know that
as much as we love each other
she would steal my life away in a heartbeatone false move,
and I'm pulled underneath her wavesone false move,
and you lose my trust and respectit is not a game
like most elseI am not a game,
but I can make oneI stand,
and I stare out at the churning waves
tossing light and shadow 'round in an endless danceI am dazed by this glorious and horrifying display
the circle is forever
but I am not
so, what will happen in my little slice of the universe?
what will burn me?
what will freeze me?
what will melt me?as I stare out at the ocean,
her voice whispers on the water,
and though I am beckoned by it,
I must stayfor I have dreams of love
and of learning
and of curiosity and of pride
and I wish not to risk it all againI am already plagued by daymares
of things that shall never be again
of things that once were
of things so terrible
that I have yet to speak of them.I stand,
and I stare
out at her watersthey churn,
and they boil,
and they eat me alive if I tread too closeI am dizzied by the need to tempt fate
I love to live,
and I love a good thrill,
but I know this is too much for methe weight of the moonlight
hits my shoulders
and I am pushed down into the sandthe waves lap at my feet,
but I do not let them take me.
I simply enjoy their company.what lurks beyond is not yet for me to see
and so
I enjoy my time here in silence
listening to her singher calls are the most alluring thing in the world right now
telling me to tempt my fate
and I suppose I will,
in a way.perhaps I will let go
let go of all I have been holding
would you save me then?
I can say for certain I have no clue.I lay in the sand and become one with the chaotic stillness of night.
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sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)