THE SEAS

Breezing across the world,
Covering it in marine-life.
By the great winds I am hurled,
Cutting through the air like a knife,
Feeling like a caged bird,
Staying by the coral reefs,
And although the things I have heard,
Nothing can wake me from my sleep,
In the depths I will stay,
By the sand I remain,
Watching the trees gently sway,
As I become less arcane,
I float around aimlessly,
controlled by the weather,
Lonely and solemn, misunderstood,
Stuck in the cycle forever,
Trying to remember how I even withstood,
Freedom is my only desire,
Happiness is my only loss,
Oh how I wish to become entire,
Until I am found I am lost.