The waves are calling my soul (I.P.) (redrafting)

Whenever am out
in the darkness of nightime,
close to the oceans spell,
I think you could be there, (just here?)
here,
hear my sea-shepardess call, (shepardess?)
waiting near.
I'm not lost,
am waiting,
not scared,
won't try hiding. (not hiding)

I can't run from you this time, (won't)
I know the risk am taking.

I can't be far, am lost if away,
atleast in the sea, never alone.

If I was sad, the waves curled softly around me,
when I was mad, we churned up a furious storm &
as I start to feel tired or giving up on life, I
sink into sands, to sleep for another ten years.

You haven't met me yet,
yet you know me, by blood,
I am one of you now.

Ii'l no longer be consumed by fear,
ready to become, one of you
& let you consume me.

I am a part of the sea,
come out and take me. (something about waves come & getting me)

Give me a tail & fin,
as soon as I got it I
feel I have to swim,
over the horizon,
through the golden
where the sunsets.