Ocean;
It was calm, peaceful. The sea collapsed on shore, exhausted and weak from it's journey. I could hear the soft pull and crash, the soft cry of a gull as it flew with it's flock. The sky was clouded, full of dark clouds. It looked ominous, but I saw serenity.
The sand looked grey in the light, the beach abandoned. My body was covered in hefty fabric and shredded denim. Cool asphalt felt harsh beneath my feet, and my dark hair twisted around my face in the breeze.
The ocean always called to me. Like a drug I couldn't quit. I was perfectly content to sit on the soft sand and watch waves upon waves meet shore, bringing little items that collapsed beneath their strength during their journey.
I could feel soft mist swirling around me, the clouds above me giving warning that they were about to break open, and releasing their misery. I let my body collapse on the sand, feeling the fine particles dig into my flesh, and slip into secret places in my clothes.
My gaze was locked on the sea, imagining large sails and ships painting the horizon. I could see mermaids within the clear depths, soft smiles gracing their faces as they danced beneath the surface. Fish swam in schools towards destinations unknown.
I could see the large octopus hunting on the sea floor, the creature misunderstood and alone.
I was in serenity here. No troubles at home, no tears. I could smell the ocean and feel it's strength as it crashed on shore. The ominous clouds fed into it's struggle, opening above me, allowing soft drops of water to pelt my skin.
Peaceful serenity is where I lie. My body across soft particles of sand, my mind in an entirely different places, away from reality and the fight happening around me. I was content, hair blowing across my gaze. Calm. Happy.
The sand looked grey in the light, the beach abandoned. My body was covered in hefty fabric and shredded denim. Cool asphalt felt harsh beneath my feet, and my dark hair twisted around my face in the breeze.
The ocean always called to me. Like a drug I couldn't quit. I was perfectly content to sit on the soft sand and watch waves upon waves meet shore, bringing little items that collapsed beneath their strength during their journey.
I could feel soft mist swirling around me, the clouds above me giving warning that they were about to break open, and releasing their misery. I let my body collapse on the sand, feeling the fine particles dig into my flesh, and slip into secret places in my clothes.
My gaze was locked on the sea, imagining large sails and ships painting the horizon. I could see mermaids within the clear depths, soft smiles gracing their faces as they danced beneath the surface. Fish swam in schools towards destinations unknown.
I could see the large octopus hunting on the sea floor, the creature misunderstood and alone.
I was in serenity here. No troubles at home, no tears. I could smell the ocean and feel it's strength as it crashed on shore. The ominous clouds fed into it's struggle, opening above me, allowing soft drops of water to pelt my skin.
Peaceful serenity is where I lie. My body across soft particles of sand, my mind in an entirely different places, away from reality and the fight happening around me. I was content, hair blowing across my gaze. Calm. Happy.