You were a star in the ocean.

The dark sea pulling you down

as you were slowly drowning.

The moon was watching.

It was a half-moon.

The bright side wanted to help you;

The dark side was laughing at you while the water was swallowing you.

A star was looking at you

while the ocean was killing you.

It was a bright star;

the brightest of them all.

You always wanted to be as bright as that star.

Time passed.

The world was welcoming the sun.

But you?

You were already gone.

The waves had brutally murdered you.

The sun couldn’t help you.

If someone could save you

it would be the sun.

But the sun was too late;

Even he couldn’t save you.