To the past memories that form a heart that's broken.

The one's reflecting on everything she used to be.

Sincerely good bye

and

Thank you for the cracks.

I will weep the day my words display,
the thoughts I truly wish to convey,
and on that day, ill meet dismay,
and hope to know the songs they play.
May I shed a tear from my eye's so dry
And forget the words so lost am I,
But it seems no matter how hard I try,
only a whisper escapes,
Forced With subtle pry.
Leaves only a psy to pass lips by.
so let my past play heavy,
and break my unconscious mind
singing only your victim,
are the ones who deserves to strive
and as their hearts do heal
I hope my name is lost
for what its worth ill pay in full
when I reach the river cross

I could do this
I should try that!
Observe 
Learn
Then,
I contemplate
over complicate 
Collect my thoughts,
They congregate,
A few debate,
They're all at once
reverberate,
They're all at once 
Can't keep their pace
I Give up the chase
.............
Sorry, lost my place
.............
Or should I say,
My minds misplaced.
Can't gain no motivation 
Thoughts gone rotten,
growing from impatients
That's no exaggeration
Procrastination's forced its own invasion,
Imagination is overtaking 
Now I'm Just a shell of words,
Seeking some validation

On somber winds,

Flow's a distant moan.

The train yard rumbles,

And the engines grown.

I hear the workers call.

A Voice bellowed tone.

The words crisp.

Rings All aboard.

Steel clash!

Rails creak!

A symphony strong!

The engines reap!

The trains depart.

Follow winds decree.

The time has come.

For me to drift to sleep.

I stand here as it watches me
I smile, it snares.
I wink, it glares.
I start to cry, it holds back tears.
I express my anger, it shows me its fear.
I ignore the demons, it says to them I'm over here.
We look so much alike
Same nose, and skin tone.
Same eyes with question of if's and why's
We are The same guy,
But I only see a stranger,
Maybe it's time for a new mirror?

Death take me for my body is molder

The waters shift.
The boat then sways.
Casting riffs,
On the waters stage.

Oars crash!
Disrupting the play.
The dance now dramatic,
A ballet of rage.

The boat tips,
Waves turn the page.
Darken the water.
The ****** is grave.

breath deep,
lungs give way.
This water's depth,
could not be gauged

A drop let falls,
From Oars now still.
It greets the water,
Letting ripples shrill.

sink to the bottom
Embracing waters fill.
A forgotten story,
Of the droplet spill