The Ocean is Screaming

She waves to the people on the shore, her soul is dying.

The ocean thrashes beside me as my feet hit the soft sand. I can hear it pleading for help. It sounds like an angry storm. I turn and let the cold ocean air hit me like glass shards. I dip my feet into the warm water and realise that I'm alone with the sea. The water ripples at my legs and whispers in a quiet and weak voice, "please let me speak to you, please make the time to listen. The creatures I share my body with are dying and the plants are bleaching." I sob in sympathy for what this ocean has felt, my heart aches for her and I look around before she thrashes against my legs, she asks, "are you happy for the way you have treated me?"

She waves at the people on the shore, her soul is dying.