The waves crash into the shore.
You hear the roar.
The waves lull.
The roar still haunts my skull.
Oh, but it will come back,
and it'll feel like a slap.
But don't cower in fear.
It won't last long here.

Author's note:  Hey guys, I have an idea for a new story. It's dystopian genre, which I'm actually studying in English right now. I know I have two other books to be writing, but I don't know. I want to know what my readers would think...