Monday, July 30, 2012

I float

The sea maiden waiting
within me... is like death itself
I float through the sea
into nothtingness...
he and the ocean
are my dream
of what life could be like
The mist of the sea air
blurs my eyes....
it cannot be tears
for what will never be
I by myself
will wrap up in emptiness
never to be fulfilled
no one
to find me real... for them