The Blue

I float, On waters that fade, Vast is the ocean made, Sorrow in which I bathe, Creations flow, Changes with wind, Becoming the other, A vacancy within, The ocean is you, You change like the tides, Swallowing up, Every bit of my pride Within its darkest depths  Of which I can't hide, A Shadow of memory Drowning me in time, Without ever knowing, What is left to prove, A storm always raging, Just within, The Blue