the ocean has no thoughts,
none of her own at least.
her mind is forever burdened
by all the words written in the sand,
and the racing narratives forced upon the shores
with every worried footprint.
the ocean has no thoughts.
she is too busy washing yours away.
every hurting remembrance,
all the times you fell too hard on the concrete.
now you only walk on padded floors,
instead, my friend,
sink into her sandy shores.
because your footsteps are heavy
with every broken heart weighing in…
every ‘I love you’ that wasn’t true,
everything you were never good enough to do.
every moment you can’t replace,
every moment the light did lack.
all that pain shows on your face.
all the time that you can’t get back.
you carry that.
the weight of lifetimes resting on your shoulders
burning your back.
fall into the ocean,
and let her crush you.
let the waves break your bones,
and feel the tide pull you in
and put you back together.
let her fix you.
the ocean has no thoughts
only every heartache written on her shores
over and over by the knowing waves
the soul of the sea.
~the soul of you and me~