by Jenny Ellison
My world is moving, I try to hold on
The sky is falling, I’m feeling alone
A sea of faces, Just don’t understand
Clicking tongues in sympathy but there’s whispers behind hands
It’s real, I am silently screaming to all
I grip on to life, so scared that I’ll fall.
My existence is ruled by the thing that I love
No longer the peaceful place I dreamt of
I ebb and I flow and navigate my days
And live for a light at the end of this maze
My beautiful sea, has now become me
My beautiful sea, has now become me.
One thought on “I Am the Sea”
Wow Jenny that was beautifully written! I used to enjoy the beach and just sitting watching the waves… now its a nightmare!