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