Letters to the sea🌊
************************************* When I was a child I never had good dreams at sleep I had to go through a lot to sleep, that part hasn't changed There was always too much chaos, sometimes in a desert, marooned Sometimes fire that would gulp down my whole Sometimes waterbodies too vast that I can't control The water sources if not shallow are scarier to imagine. Think of someone made to sit on a pole but in the middle of a sea And the wind is soo hard that the pole starts swinging and the little wooden plank on which you are sitting is drifting out of control There's no trace of land that you don't know in what direction to scream for help It's not like many would help even then, coz the sea could be afar Help is also impossible coz they don't know you exist Maybe there's no land at all In dreams, you don't get nostalgia not because the realm doesn't exist in the dream But because not all have the privilege of nostalgia, maybe yo