It's been a while since I've listened to the crashing waves. I have yet to walk alone on that beach at night as the moonlight glitters on the waves. Red tide, wouldn't that be pretty?
Ah, I find this world so unrelentingly cold. So unforgiving. And lonely.
I can long all I want for some love and comforting heat.
For trusting smiles and open arms.
But as of now, I can only stay pent up in a box and imagine the sounds of the ocean.
It seems I cannot and never will get used to reality's harsh demeanor.
The green light.
I will never reach.
