Cope

I want to feel the ocean

exhale on my skin

your curling fingers on my arms

taking all me in

I'm lonely can you feel it

I sigh into your chest

A liquid I'm conforming

A human at my best

I'm feeding on serenity

A lovely scent of calm

My eyes don't even bother

They're closed, no lights are on

I've never felt so peaceful

So gentle in your sway

We're really less than nothing

I guess I'm used to gray

In death ill sleep so tranquil

My life a treacherous slope

A weight must shift to my feet

Im up, and I must cope