Ocean, ocean... pt2

This ocean
This ocean blue
It burns itself
And eat all our stuff
And sometimes hit our feet
This little nightmare makes us sick
Around our directions the water makes us wet
It reverberations fall asleep and later dream about flying
Between the glasses it calls my name to drown in its body one more time
The stars see me but they don’t see inside of my, the tears drunk through my skin
Now the ocean screams its thoughts, and maybe hearing with attention it whispers tell a story.