Music is the food for my soul
It nourishes and feeds,
Fills it to its desire.
Therapeutical in all ways.
Drains negativity,
All the anger, all the rage.
When it speaks the truth,
You know it's real
Know they've been through what you're going through.
The words carry the ocean
So much to offer,
And even more to discover

His hair falls down gently beside him,
Never blocking his view,
Or mine of his him.
His crystal blue eyes shine  brighter than the moon,
I look into them and feel the waves rushing over me.
He stutters, mumbles, makes no sense,
But the sound of his voice,
His sheer presence,
Is enough to make me giggle and stare in awe.

He walks away,
Swaggering slightly.
I feel a pang of regret,
I let him walk away again,
I let him leave me wondering what would've become...

Now the rage starts to take over!
WHY? WHY? WHY?
I should have said "Hi"!
I should have kept him around longer.
I should have filled up that empty space that now lies hidden.
If only I had the courage,
If only I could get him out of my thoughts,
If only things had turned out differently...

Drip
        Drip
                Drip...

The water dripped down,
        Not sure where it would land next,
                                    What it would help next.
  It continues it's journey,
                    Enriching some,
                   Destroying others...