Ocean

Daniel
Daniel
Aug 22, 2017 · 1 min read

I look to the sea

And it looks back to me.

And when it happens, what I see?

The ocean looks through what I feel.

I fear that profound sea can see real me

I feel like the water is always judging.

And this sensation is so painful

That in my own insecurities I’m drowning.

And water come out trouhg my eyes when I’m sad.

And water come out trough my eyes when I’m happy.

And water get in when I’m thirsty.

And water wash me when I’m dirty.

“Water is all” philosopher one time said.

And now I say: water is nothing.

Ocean is non conscious of men.

And in their profound darkness I can’t trust.

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Daniel

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