Sea salt in the air,
Swimming through water without a care,
Feel of dry sand beneath my feet,
Could any feeling ever compete?
– Arsh
Fighting
Pleading to an empty room,
It's hard to keep from shaking.
Hoping, praying for relief,
Shackled to all my demons.
Railing against a set fate,
Drowning with my worst demons.
Fighting relentlessly to breach the surface,
Hope's a cruel mockery.
I let my voice fade away,
A hand reaches, far too late.
– Arsh
Luminousis 