Pact of the Sea

I fear the sea.
Its deep blue hands would toss me
and tear me in two, eager to see
where I’d go.
But I, too, am eager to see where
the sea could take me,
provided I make it there in one piece.
We made an agreement that I could be hurt
if I’m left with enough strength to return.
Those stupid waters will buy anything!
One day I’ll be strong enough that
it couldn’t possibly hurt me.