4Nov/10
Fort Ocean
Sometimes i feel like the ocean.
Bottomless but not empty.
Full of life and yet what i've taken.
Vast in its powers, but not passive to say the least.
I visit the shores some times.
Its nice to visit with someone i can relate to.
The sand is warm and welcoming.
Much like my smile, and open arms.
I put on good grace, and cherish each moment.
But the undertide will wash that smile away.
Just as many men have drowned,
Many hearts have been broken.
Some times i feel like the ocean.
Stuck in my ways, not much is changing.
The tide may come high, may come low.
My thoughts may vary the same way.
