Wading into the sea
Is giving the water the liberty to
Creep
Around your ankles,
Not
Allowing the ocean
To engulf you
In one swift,
Sweeping motion.
The ocean looks inviting,
Shadowed under
The black blanket of night.
You’ve come to call it
A midnight haze;
Your midnight haze.
Your nightmares of
Flinging yourself into
The fickle
And unforgiving waters
Give you comfort.
Your toes are curled
Around the edge.
Watch your step
Or
You’ll get exactly
What
You
Want.
Is giving the water the liberty to
Creep
Around your ankles,
Not
Allowing the ocean
To engulf you
In one swift,
Sweeping motion.
The ocean looks inviting,
Shadowed under
The black blanket of night.
You’ve come to call it
A midnight haze;
Your midnight haze.
Your nightmares of
Flinging yourself into
The fickle
And unforgiving waters
Give you comfort.
Your toes are curled
Around the edge.
Watch your step
Or
You’ll get exactly
What
You
Want.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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