"And the arms of the ocean are carrying me and all this devotion was rushing out of me and the crashes are heaven, for a sinner like me. The arms of the ocean deliver me."
Whenever I feel undetermined to move on with my life, I stare into space for hours and sometimes, days. This invisible force gradually thickens and weakens me. Overlooking my mistakes, I hold a heavy breath of regret and bitterness. The moment I let the force take over me, I lay down and confess defeat, ready to give in to what my mind has build around the debris of my securities. The enmity that once had existed between the force and my soul dissipated after realizing how fond I was of the darkness my mind was enclosed in. If at any point of time would I neglect the thought of it, I feel misplaced. The only sound I hear is in my head and even my conciousness can no longer control it. I befriended the enemy of my dreams after finding comfort in the one thing that has been around the longest.
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