The Ocean And I Poem by Angel Roth

i am but small insignificances
many many small
small insignificances.
i carry a façade of worth, as do you.
you believe our worth is real.
you look and see contentedness.

but the tide does not stay out for long,
and all I have is this flickering freedom.

the waves return,
pull me bit by bit into their swirling dark melodic song.

the ocean cannot rest
so it goes.
i cannot escape one who so strongly pulls
and so i go.

we will always return to each other,
the ocean and i.
we never part for long.
if fate were honest and true,
he would be mine.
not my destiny
(for we cannot render ourselves quaint enough to consider it such)
but my doom.

and no one can say who bears the harder burden.
the ocean in his unrest
or me in my unknowing.

yet still,


we dance.