I could feel the depths of a great ocean

In what some describe a woman's emotion

The morning was that of softly swayed waves

Under a red sun which spoke a hopeful day

Waters grew alive; summer vacation

Laughter was heard and similar relations

But an ocean is deep and dangerous

My heart grew tall and dark waves; tumultuous

It pulled hard at my feet and cracked the sky

Until I was certain no one would survive

Just as suddenly as the world turned black

All became calm and a cautious peace was back

My hands shake, my heart races in my chest

My head grows weary and I let myself rest