The sea,the ocean,and the watery depthsare simple categorisations.My throbbing and pulsing organ is the rhythmic ebb and flow of the tideAnd my flowing and trickling blood beneath my skin is the frothy seafoam that covers the granule sandsI could focus on breathing the healthy sea breeze, but I cannot feel itHearing the therapeutic sounds of a coastal beach, but I cannot hear itThe salty taste ...

I need the seathe sea needs meI need its sea breezeto fill my lungs;to help me breathe clearerThe sea demands meto breathe it into exude life's anxietiesI need the sounds of the tide;therapeutic audio waves,to induce a peaceful state.I need the sea's water;its salty and rich lifeforceto cleanse my hair, my skin,The sea needs meto take it into soak and submergeto start life anew

I feel your love Echo, Echo round the room,I’m in the middle of it all,Seeping into the floorboardsstepping through the cold walls,My body wrapped upIn your favorite shawl.I pass by old curtains, Dust lit the moonRising and floating,Leading me towards you,The bones of our homeCrack under my weightAlthough your voice roamsI know you're not thereAmong your old things my heart’s what you own,I beg...