Blue and cold,
Waves springing on my feet by the beach,
The shore is fading.
Unknown darkness,
Where the monsters sleep,
Grasp in waves, calling me by the cliff
calming and relaxing,
The pink lenses keep children safe
That's how I used to see the ocean.
Monsters, mystic creatures,
Seeking for me to make a mistake,
Stepping into the darkness
Avoid the unknown depth,
Or it'll haunt you forever.
My cold heart gave in to the ocean,
Now I'm the Monster.
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The Way I Say It
PoetryCollections of poems throughout the time of high school. They were primarily written without any structure or rules. Those poems are very close to me. Each highlights the lows and highs of individual life and the perception of others and themselves...
