The Sea

I breathe in crisp, salty air.
Wind blows through my hair.
Feeling free,
The breeze gently caresses me.
I dip into the cold,
As waves start crashing, uncontrolled.
I frolic in the blue,
My clothes stuck to me like glue.
I giggle as I am pulled under,
Back to the surface I plunder.
Gasping for air,
The waves continue to tear.
I try to swim back to shore,
But the sea lets out a roar.
The violent water overtakes me,
It does not hear my plea.
The waves attack,
As everything goes black.