Broken Oceans

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I woke up feeling completely worthless in an ocean full of utter sadness.

The waves, the birds, the wind, the air, none of them seemed to want me there.

But I had no choice to be in that place, where else could I get this kind of space?

The space to cry and scream away, this is why I needed to stay.

For who else would listen to me, better than this quiet sea?

Even though I wasn’t very welcomed, they interrupted me quite seldom,

They listened to my fears, stories and secrets, my dreams, nightmares, and all my regrets. 

When I was done and drying my tears, they all stood silent for what seemed like years,

Until the waves crashed down and broke the quiet,

The birds sang a song that caused a riot, 

The wind blew as hard as it could,

The air felt colder than it should,

That’s when I realized my inevitable fate, I’ll never escape from this state,

This state of sadness, the state of despair,

I quickly realized, the sea was holding me there.

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