No ocean can quench such fury
Memories of the deep cling to it still
Never stop in the pursuit of your desires
Bright as the flames of a tormented soul
The darkness seems to mold to your very form
Strung with the possessions of one who endures
From one who mourns what has been lost
"Do not let your eyes deceive you. I am not tethered as you are."
Unknowable.
Untouchable.
