Emotions in an Ocean

Dark, rolling, and mysterious. Bigger and greater. Stronger and all enveloping. It sprays me like a whisper--speaking words of solitude and quiet significance. It rushes to meet me, eager and consuming, only to retreat to withhold its
secrets from my skin in hesitancy. I ache for the courage, the passion, to dive to the depths-- to feel the heaviness of the silent secrets upon my aching chest. There's something unsettling--I find it difficult to be. It only exposes my restlessness, my desire for reckless abandonment of all normalcy.