WildFire

Nov 2019

Cody

Ocean

You are my lighthouse in this stormy sea of darkness.

WildFire Nov 2019

Funny how much a pretty face
Hides what goes on inside.
No one catches the faint trace
Of tear stains on the cheek.
No one sees the lost spark
In the stormy eyes.
No one notices the mark
Of sleepless nights.
No one sees the disgrace
That troubles the heart.
But they all notice the pretty face.

WildFire Nov 2019

Memory

Just as the moon pulls the ocean in on itself,
So have you caused my heart to recede into its darkest corners.
The once glittery trails of moonlight on the glassy waters
Are replaced with the dull reflection of what used to be.
And what we used to call love, we now call just a memory.

— The End —