Ocean Metaphore

                       Over and Over, we rise and fall, 

                        Crashing like ocean waves into 

                        The sandy bottom of this thing 

                            We call a relationship. 

                        Our problems are like seashells; 

                              Scatter to and fro. 

                       Our inflictions are like pollution; 

                              Invading our once 

                             Crystal clear waters, 

                           And turning them black, 

                       Destroying everything in it's path- 

                         Trust,hope,dreams,promises. 

                                It ingulfs us, 

                              Stinging our eyes, 

                         Burning our throat and nose 

                     Until we're choking on our last breath. 

                            Then our love comes; 

                          A hand that reaches down 

                        And pulls us up to the surface. 

                               And once more, 

                                We are safe.