Comments: When all this stuff with Teresa started happening, I started dreaming a pretty morbid dream..just walking out into the ocean, just keep walking and walking and walking until I end up drowning..  This poem really captures the essence of the pain...

The sea will have me.
It’s arms, the waves clutching me
Dragging me into it’s caress 

Down, down, down, I go
Sinking, drowning in the coldness
Of the winter waves

Gasping for air
But taking in only water
It fills my lungs

I look around me
I see her face
I smile

I choke again
The salty water rips at my lungs
There is no escape now

The sea has me now
I belong to it.
No more will I suffer
No more will I pain
No more will I live

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