The Ocean and I.
It was like the ocean and I were drowning. Together we collide and we fought.
We only sunk deeper into our own demise.
Getting hit with waves,
after waves,
after waves.
Breathing but with no breath. Seeing but there's no sight to be sought.
Land is a million miles away.
The future I can not reach.
The ocean continues to call your name, though my lungs are filled to its capacity. I swear I whispered your name.
Tide is crashing,
and I've lost the will,
to fight the sea.
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Sincerely,
T.W.N.
CZYTASZ
To All The Feelings Left Unsaid
PoezjaHere lies a collection of poems that paves the pathway through the inner thoughts and feelings of a young soul experiencing life, with love and losses in between.
