The Pull of the Ocean

The Pull of the Ocean

 

I watch the waves

As they

Try to pound

The sand

Into submission

And I

Feel their pain

It races through me

Torturing my muscles

Filling my mind

Until,

I want to scream out

Oh, please,

I should not feel this

This was not supposed to be my destiny

I want to run away and never come back

But something draws me deeper,

Every now and then I catch myself

Staring over the ocean

Wondering how it would be like

To die in a watery grave

And still i feel the pull of the ocean

As if I was feeling my way to doom

Sometimes I wake up

And I realize

That I fell asleep on the sand

And still I feel the pull of the ocean

Now as if I am floating in the air

I watch my body stand up

As I walk toward the water

I scream out hoping that I will hear myself

But still I walk on

Feeling the pull of the ocean

The water is waist deep now

And I can feel the frigidness it

As it slides past my legs

I turn around for one last look

And wave at the passer-by

But still I feel the pull of the ocean

As it draws me deeper to my doom

The water is up to me neck now

And still I keep walking on

Feeling the pull of the ocean

<p class="MsoNormal” style=”MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center” align=”left”>The water is over my head now

And my head is starting to spin

But still I feel the pull of the ocean

I am fifty feet under now

But I still keep walking on

Because the pull of the ocean

Is just so strong

I have died now

Because the pull of the ocean was to strong

To strong for a mortal like me.

Can you feel the pull of the ocean?

This is why my friends wont let me near the ocean…….

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December 9, 2005

did you write that?! it’s great! *evil squirrel hugs for you*

December 11, 2005

Very nice. I used to live on an island, so I know exactly what the ocean can do to you. You like to drive on ice? Wow, you’ve got guts. I always make John drive the car when it snows, I hate driving in bad weather. david.