Can anyone explain me why the fuck I attempt to write poetry when EVERYONE KNOWS I FUCKING CAN'T.
DISCLAIMER: I still own nothing. Not even poetry skills.
Poseidon
How deep is the ocean?
To build you a palace, my queen.
A palace where you can be safe
As well as our kid.
How deep is the ocean?
It needs to be deep, Sally. It needs to be as deep as possible, so I can build you a palace. A palace away from my wife, away from the danger, away from the world. A palace where I could visit you whenever I wanted, without having to explain why I left the sea. A palace where our child can grow up, strong and powerful like me, and sweet and caring like you.
How deep is the ocean?
I can show you my kingdom, my love. Every fish, every shark, every living creature. You can meet them, and call they by they name, and they will call you their queen. Oh, my love, my kingdom is very beautiful, although not as much as you are. If only you let me show you.
How deep is the ocean?
Even after all these years, I didn't take back my offer. I still want to build you a palace, the prettiest and biggest palace the world has ever seen. I still want to build you a palace, although our son has already grown up into a hero, although our love story stopped, although you found someone else who made you happy.
Is the ocean deep enough for your palace?
Percy
How deep is the ocean?
Annabeth, is it deep enough
To hide and witness
Our never ending love?
How deep is the ocean?
That's the first thing I thought when I found out about my father. Was my father's domain as deep as your eyes? Was it as deep as you soul? Was it as deep as your thoughts?
How deep is the ocean?
As you ran away after our first kiss, my mind wondered about it. Would it be deep enough for us? If I could take you there to avoid the prophecy, to avoid Kronos, to avoid Luke; would it still be deep enough? Would it still be deep enough for the two of us? Could I keep you there with me for the rest of your life without you wanting to leave?
How deep is the ocean?
I wonder as we stand face to face with Gaea. If it's not deep enough, Gaea would find us. As you charge against her, I just want to grab your hand and take you to my father's kingdom. I just want to hide you and have a long, safe life together. I want to wake up every morning to see your lovely face, without having to worry about gods, monsters or wars.
Is the ocean deep enough for our love?
Nico
How deep is the ocean?
It needs to cover a death.
Would that be deep enough
To be with Bianca again?
How deep is the ocean?
I ask myself as I watch Percy's lips moving after announcing your death. How can a few words hurt so much? How can this single moment change the rest of my life? How can my feelings confuse me more than I already was?
How deep is the ocean?
Would it be big enough to hide me for the rest of eternity? Would it be a good place to forget about the world? Would it be dark enough to cover my disappearance? Tell me, Bianca, would it be deep enough to take me with you?
How deep is the ocean?
I ask myself as stand at the top of a cliff, staring at the ocean below. It looks calm, but it also looks fierce and, oh Bianca, it reminds me so much of you and Percy. You were the only person who accepted me for who I was, not matter who I love. And, as I jump, I say to myself that maybe this is the best way to be with you, laying for the rest of eternity in the domain of the boy I loved.
Is the ocean deep enough for my death?
Remind me to never try to write poetry ever again.