stuck in the oceans gaze.
when the waves crash all that could be felt was how you hurt against it.
saving a drowning person involves suffocating as well.
we been at the bottom of the sea looking for peace,
peace is found when you recognize the pain of floating at the top.
the seaside of romantic disputes,
neptune used to feel warm, lately its been monochrome.
someday it’ll be teal again, in the right hands of care.
it takes destroying to rebuild.




















