Grains of sand slip through
my fingers, memories of lives
I can not return to. Those days
are gone forever, like Atlantis,
they were swallowed by the sea.
All that’s left is me.
Here I stand with empty hands,
waiting for the tide to come,
praying that the waves can take
this life away so I can start anew.
The lessons learned, the laughter
lost, I know I’ve paid my dues.
I’ve given life all of my love,
So where’s the love for me?
It’s waiting in the sea.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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