oceans.

peace at last.

I walk down the beach,
my bare feet grazing the stones.
I feel an emptiness in my chest
yet I do not feel alone.

I look up and stare at the moon,
my tears dripping down my face.
I walk into the salted water,
hoping not to leave a trace.

There is blackness in my brain
as contentedness reaches my mind.
I feel the waves rising up
and I let myself unwind.

The lunars glares are all I see
as my feet dig deep into the sand.
I trace my fingers across the surface
and hear shouts come from land.

“Don't do it my friend!"
"You have so much!"
I smile to myself
as I feel the ocean's touch.

For as I walk into the waters,
my bare feet grazing the stones,
I feel an emptiness in my chest,
yet I do not feel alone.