I walked a path down to the water's edge
Where the stream diverged to a larger bay
All around me, teeming with life
The world moved on while I was consumed with inner strife
It wasn't my fault or at least I did not think as much
Rather, it was being human, the cognitive touch
For all I knew and all I thought
I'd buried the lead, gone too far

How frustrating it is to be
Existing indeterminately
             Constantly wondering
If you came out wrong

Moments in time
Capsules of hope and dread
Anxieties burning inside your head
                Never again, forever upon a trend

Mysteries of life
             Unsolvable by all
So why concern yourself so deeply
With fixing it all

Empty dreams
Insecurities overflowing
      I've tried so many times
But now it's up to you

             Time has come
And underneath this blinding light
You are a part of me
Ever absent

                                                 but more than a memory

How many dreams continue to sift
The colours, the world, the memories
Moving on
Sometimes wondering where it has gone
Been in the sea, so many times
Drinking in the sun
For the right to dream of better days

The cold and shattered waves
Upon this sea of memory

By all means, see through this facade
Peer into the rivers where I run from God
Evenly weigh speculation and observation
Asking yourself, "What are you doing here?"
For, even you do not know
'Though, the person in question
Is thee