You are the ocean. So beautiful and blue, secreting so many mysteries and memories. I see you and my heart flutters and grows with sugar adoration. We travel along the path to reach the destination of our dreams. My heart grows tired and cold during the travel, because it is as if the ocean gets more and more tumultuous. The dysfunctional waves collide and fill with a force unbeknownst to me; my fragile mind. As the destination of our dreams draws closer, motivation created by the light and perfection surges through my mind and my body, and I become aggressive. I fight with everything I have against the waves of anonymous force. The light gets so bright at first, the stronger I fight. The longer I fight, the light grows dim and the waves begin to rise to swallow up my fateful dream. I sink below the waves that beat me to my core, and I devour them with my mouth, my mind, and my soul. The light is gone, the sugar in my heart, and any dream of wholeness and love I held within me…gone. All gone, never to rise to the surface the same way as before. I change every day; I have a new perspective and insight on how to fight, I surround myself with different influences to push me to my goal, and all outside forces are changed, weathered, energized, or destroyed. My outside appearance never ceases or diversifies; I stay a beautiful, green, powerful ocean. I am the ocean.
“I have feared to become my enemy.”
J.L Sholar
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I like you. You don’t post often, but it’s always something interesting when you do. This is very poetic, kudos.