Another Sea Poem by Broken Muse

Walking to the ocean to cleanse myself of sorrow.
I hear waves crashing before i view the sea.
The false floating city sparkles so near.
Last of the day bird song and zephyrs soothe me.
A lone planet in the west the moon above but no stars.
The last pink and orange between blues that will soon fade to sweet black.
Waves of soothing static flow on and on.
Alone at the edge of the world I can finally breathe.
Replenish the dried up ocean inside and go on to cry another sea...