Lame,lame title.Anyway,if you do read this please post your comments.Would mean a lot. I stare at the sea, Reminiscing,imagining,all at once I'm left with a lucid dream that withers in reality. I look,I ponder.. I think of the times I've been here, thinking of problems that seem trifle. And yet I feel a void within,that just gets deeper. It takes courage to stand still but insanity to travel back.. My body waits,unlike time;aging. And my will gets weaker shouting for my soul to come back. I watch that lonely ship, and that horizon..teasing me to chase it. All of this makes wonderful poetry that I write as I wait,helplessly. looking at the sea,and the music of clashing waves, I cry at what has-been,and what will never be. But today,I run..shoes,clothes,people..nothing bothers me. And I cry like a baby all the way, As I dive into the sea.. Hoping as the water hits my body, my soul will wake up to reality.