Lies in the Sea

I was always taught to never go to the sea,
For its mysterious tides continue to run with its own harmonic rhythm,
Clashing into each other
While being completely still and hidden.
Its loneliness and isolation spreading to the far cornered shore,
Simply drawing me into its hands,
Leaving me in a deep dark war.

I was always taught to never go to the sea,
For its waves could cause a battle and could pull me right in.
Shhh! Shhh! The sea’s symphony was like a sweet song to my ears,
Always leaving me in pure bliss.
Its pulsed waters continued pouring in to its dreary bottomless abyss.
The soothing mist surrounding the serene sight from the shore of the seaside,
While the moon’s reflection shimmered and glowed,
As the light cool breeze died.
Watching how the ebbing tides moved from side to side,
Causing the sea to simply rise,
While not being able to see its main disguise and its plain lies.

I was always taught to never go to the sea,
For its running tides and waves finally went over and overpowered me,
As the running water created an enormous wave devouring me hungrily,
Bringing me into its deepest pits,
I took one last breath while stealing one more glance,
Letting out a small hiss.
Another wave of joy and regret intertwined while simply pushing me into its shore,
Leaving me on the seaside’s cold hardened floor,
I guess,
I really should’ve never gone back to the sea.