waves of suspision splashed on the shore, 

finding what truly matters always fathomed my mind.

Until my glasses fog from the salt and desperation 

like a vase sitting on a night stand, cold, yet lonely...

But it stays together as it lives underneath the sand in the sea.

you ask yourself how it can grow with other species in the ocean,

only to find out that it cant. Not because of the water, nor the sand.. 

but because of the entirety of the oceans waves crashing in a fuming rage.

Living until the sea calms isnt a view, its an anomaly.