How does one scream across the ocean
And be heard over the crashing waves?
How does one swim against the admiring swell
And not be washed out to sea?
I am silenced by the crowd of seagulls
crying "Me! Me! Me!"
I am crushed beneath the tidal
The sad storm of your eyes.
How does one essentially walk on water
To stand in calm of the storm
And swear himself to you?
My loyalty, my heart, my life, my soul.
A ghost has little hope.
Please deny me this dream
Let me sink forever into the depths
Let my heart lie in the grave of Poseidon
With the Trident as my only solace.
"As you wish" perpetually echoing...
No comments:
Post a Comment