Some say with wonder
others with haste
all that's to be said
but even in this case
where is it again
what makes it all
seem sudden
a change
leaving the world a part
tense at the seams
knowing even then
aside from the waves
crashing toward the bitter end
it was dealt
squarely
only pausing to be
as there it is again.

A few words whispered sweetly
meant only for your ears
to inspire in you
what lies hidden
deeper within
behind burning desire
fiery, raging
seeping even through
each innocent gaze

It may not even be
known to you
the depths longing
yearns to replace
amidst flashing lights
life unfolding
with eyes wide open
as is seen
what's said to be
meant to be

How much more
what will it take
when will I have it
within my grasp
to show where darkness
leads a mind wandering
back to your sight
lasting just that time
weakening, each breath
breathe again
out, in
such life, but then
teasing dares motion toward
bitterness: the end

Why even bother?
Why go there?
Why try?
Why do anything at all?
Why even ask why?

Why so many faults
so many dreams
waiting to die?

Why so many more
that don't even try?

Near to me
it's certain to be
that time again
and in my right mind
as I approach
steadily this time
again I am where
I was to be

And where from here
but where it was
I had to go
for even in the after
it all still begs
to be what it's sure
will be marked in time
and time again
sweet reverie
for it has been
what was wished to be
and then there again

I fear nothing, it's true and that I know,
it was to be you, me, and more.
What more can I see,
but what was meant,
what never was,
and what desperately wants to be.

On days I try to be
who I've denied
I couldn't even
understand why.

Some days I dream,
though I often wonder,
should I not,
where would it all be then?

So many times
I wondered again
Never too far to fall
Even in doubt it stands
The end