The heavy sunlight beams through 

the varying blue-green waters

carrying the souls of the outcasted on their backs

Each minute rolling and rolling, more and more 

Just for another to take its place in the long journey of life 

Each wave with its own personality yet somehow 

Always flowing through with the same end goal, the same desire 

To finally crash, crash and be free, yet no understanding 

They are going to be dragged back into the dark depths

 from where they once were, and so desire to escape from 

the deep, dreadful, vastly unknown 

Yet it’s comforting, as it is the unknown that keeps them on their toes

Once back, they climb to the top, grasping, reaching,

hoping to achieve the goal of leaving this vastness of nothing

And every time tasting a piece of freedom

 but unable to stop the motion that has kept them there forever 

Waves are left only to wonder 

Why they continuously try and break the shackles

That withstrain them for eternity

And although some try and leave this inevitable, repeating prison

None are able, and they trudge on waiting, moving 

forced upon the way of the world with no escape, no life