Sea Mistress

The cold sand between my toes.
The misty salty air.
My mistress so strong, so captivating.
She's calling me, entranced I stop and stare.
One place I am free.
Where no one judges.
Away from all the hate.
Her calming waves rush over me as I lie awaiting fate.
If a king has his castle, so mighty and bold.
Was Atlantis my story I never got told?
Is it wrong that the sea life are more of a friend than my family actually be?
These four walls, they suppress me.
I am homesick for my place where I belong.
My all, my love, my sea.

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Gemma (FracturedMirror)