Swallowed In The Sea

My confidence has soared across the skies,

You are so beautiful;

No element can surpass this moment,

I have come to come afloat;

Tomorrow is the dear's past--I recommend

association,

Tomorrow is the dear's past--I shall try again;

For the dear's past has no revelry

Contingent are the years in passing,

For when it comes to love, this is all I have

No record of numbers shows that,

And that I have in passing...

No record of instincts shows my character

Only in contact do I provide;

Behold the revelations I represent

The fog has no glory...

Only the people know that I am not strong

For a deafening sentence is a nightmare!

And in one's scare, is there a ravening

justice?

The pools of revelry are backed up;

Only the lonely shall survive me now

There is urgence in the sea;

Oh who will only be second best to me

When the floating tides come about?

Oh whose human existence belongs to me

When all I have is myself?

For I am swallowed

And I am shallowed

By heart...

By heart and heart alone, I am shallow!

Seven thousand names written across the shore

And not one expresses me;

For I am swallowed in the sea, and not the

shore--

What have I discovered more?

The vainest cause comes from conception,

Am I the exception of myself?

My philosophy states that I am nonexistent

Heaven's rose is now full of hate--

For hate is full of self-pride, and self-pride

alone

What destined rose comes to fail

When all I see is nothing,

Nothing of a dream?

My cause is my concern;

My soul's purpose is life,

For life intervenes with the wedding bells

I have ringing in my head--

The soul's purpose in life

Is to drown,

To drown and drown alone

I shall survive.

Whose heaven is swallowed in the sea

For all time?

Mine can never be swallowed, but shallowed--

Thank you for the reverings of my mind

Thank you for the memories you have left behind,

Thank you for the sandcastles you have

broken;

Thank you for the childhood you have restored,

For I am swallowed in the sea forevermore,

Forevermore in the sea I am;

For the roses that come to my grave

Shall be sacred,

Sacred as I can be--

What love do you have for me

After the storm?

What shallow grave refuses my name?

I am bound to anyhow,

For anyhow is better than no how;

At last I have spoken my peace

For peace exists only in revelry.

And my thoughts carry on and on like a bird

Swallowed in the sea.