I like to write silly things like this one before, while and after every mental health session I have, I do not particularly enjoy them. 

By the way, I'm no good at english, i just like to separate myself from my own thoughts, hope you understand. xo

 I hear tormented voices coming from the ocean

Asking for reassurance and compassion

I think they been lost too far gone

Their screams are painful and broke

And it might be delusion 

Still i can't find myself to ignore

Catching my name on their sorrow

Don't they know i'll drown just by staring at the shore?

But i keep listening to the waves crash my thoughts

As i try to run up a hill

"Have they got me?",  i wonder

Oh, i'm wet from head to feet.

And their voices are louder now

Asking me for calmer seas

"The sky is just right above us!", I claim

None is brave enough, they disagree. 

"Yet no seamen has ever die just by looking for heaven!"

But I know they catch every lie on my lips. 

The bites, the spite, the never ending fights. 

I have never met a cloudless night. 

Now they keep praying

And they keep mourning

As if the sea wasn't salty enough

The ocean is full! 

The earth is soaking! 

What could I ever offer you 

But they just keep prying

And now I'm also mourning

My tears are indeed not wet enough

The ocean seems so quiet when you are already drowing

Was it me all you needed to shut the fuck up?