For once do not endure,
Do not stay so discontent.
If you have learnt anything,
You know not to repent.
In days of sorrow past
You would find a way,
To make giant strides,
That lie beyond the bay.
It is not to much to ask
For a rounded train of thought,
That covers all of the basics,
You are strong now that you fought.
Don't succumb to distant dredges,
Those waves that broke the tide.
Remember to jump through them,
It's the old you who would hide.

Time passes slowly now
That you are no longer here,
Moments have turned into hours,
Hours have turned into years.

Do I float into your mind,
When your eyes roll into the dark?
Are you concocting new wishes?
Confused on which journey to embark.

Don't worry yourself with old feelings,
They get washed away in new streams.
Enjoy tomorrows meandering rivers,
Where you will find bigger dreams.

Let sleep invade on your sorrows,
Tear stained pillows dry in the night.
Never give up the vibrant you,
the strong you that took the first flight.

Waiting won't do you any good,
Precious time ticks right on by,
Know that there are no forevers,
No matter how hard we try.

Shame on you for giving up before we reached the end,
No full stop or decrescendo ever came.
Onto you I place this guilt, it was never meant for me,
In time the trees will shed their leaves, bringing clarity.
Endless tappings on my heart to let me know your there,
And after all the good times end, where are you, no where.

Shame on you for letting me get trapped in your everyday,
For allowing the graceful fall, from pillars of beauty,
You have toppled the greatest of trees.
Its not enough to say farewell, times were good.
I should have known better, I shouldn't have looked,
But how clever of you to know that I would.

Shame on you for invading me, my thoughts no longer run clear,
They are fused with you's and wants and wishes,
Can't you see you have created, a cocktail of confusion,
The mixology of fear.

What** are we, but you and them,
And us as one that we became.
What, if any, can we say,
Did teach us difference everyday?
Who are you, telling me,
What and who that I should be.
But him and her and all of us.
It is not in me but many you trust.
What have i, have you or them?
Who was it that said just be the same?
If they and you do decide,
I will no longer choose to abide.
Who am I? Not just you or them,
There is another that I have become.