Her blue eyes could steal a sailor from the sea
"Please don't let this be." He says
"Come, please don't flee." She whispers  

He follows in a trance, while looking into her eyes
He wants to look back at the sea, he only tries
Her eyes that seem to hold a sea are just a disguise
He has to choose who is going to get their last goodbyes

He lets go of her hand
He looks back at the sea, then at her lovely golden hair strands
He knows he can not live with his boat being unmanned
"I'm, I'm sorry, this cant be the last time I feel the ocean sand." He says hesitantly
"Please!" She pleads "Stay with me, on dry land!"
"on dry land" it rings in his head
"The ocean is where I stand." He says firmly

I miss you so much,
it physically pains me
to not be able to talk to you.

It is as if an astronaut came along
and snatched all of the stars out of
the night sky, and the moon
is left to weep and cry.

It is as if the fisherman caught
all the fish in the sea,
and the ocean's only purpose
left is to wash up on the beach.

It is as if a lumberjack took an axe
to each tree,
and the earth can no longer breathe.

The beauty taken selfishly to be enjoyed,
leaves the viewer endlessly craving it's return.

I miss you,
come back to me,
I'll be here waiting,
painfully, patiently for you to come home.

Today I stand
Today I write,
Lucky to be here today

Today I laugh
Today I cry,
Lucky to be here today

Today we ****
Today we fight,
Thinking we are unlucky

Today we suffer
Today we die,
Thinking we are unlucky

We ignore our cries
We ignore our pleads,
Thinking our luck will run out

We ignore tomorrow
We ignore the world,
Not knowing; our luck won't run out

this rush of killer emotion
came right after I thought I was done
done caring about you and everything
I thought I could finally stop loving you
and living in the moment you tore me apart
but how wrong was I
all I want to do is run to your arms
and cry out every tear I have in my body
I cry alone every night
not just because of you
also because I'm alone
because I'm so hurt
and because I cant do anything about it
like everything in the world is out to hurt me
and its doing a great job
to have you wipe that emotion away
and to wipe away the tears from my face
for you to kiss the tip of my nose
it would help fix everything
from the depression, hate, and sadness
to the feelings I have about myself
and you
I need to know its okay for me to
be in love
so young
and with someone who tore my heart out of my body
with someone who seems to have never wanted me around
and a world that is trying to get rid of me
and I'm told to wait
but waiting is killing me
over and over you tell me of this amazing person you see in me
but if you really saw that person you always tell me about
the kind of person you want to be with and have around
than how come when you had that person
you tore her to the ground
how am I going to believe that
if the person telling this
seems to not believe it at all
what do I do now
just
what do I do.