“What the Water Gave Me”

The sea wants to take me
and I am willing to drown
The harsh edges of spiked grass
Do not entice me
Swollen mountains and rolling hills
Are no place for the rest I seek

But the sea calls to me
beckoning with foaming shores
to be consumed by a black abyss
suspended in spacious nothingness
fathoms below; sinking effortlessly

The sea wants to take me
and I am willing to drown
the rough nature of reality
does not encourage me to survive
Trudging through expanses of chaos
Is not the way I intend on living