My pen washes blue then green From all the things left to see I have not the heart to make seen And all the things left to hang on I ask myself 'has it not long gone?' I'm met with self doubt and hatred Though all I've taken sacred Has bestowed upon me nothing But tragedy and the toll has taken To get here.
Of all the things it could be I'm stuck on wishing "it could have been".
Treasure those close to you Because the greatest things Aren't shining metal rings But the things you can't touch. It is the pure emotion of love Of feeling as though enough Is more than a word to describe The way a simple single light Can enchant a dark tunnel.
Do not give up on those you love For your heart will never forgive you.
Though the wave reaches the shore once again It isn't the same wave that brushes on the sand And you may smile from the sight or thought But sometimes it's mere loss in a moment.
"I did not live in my words Nor did death caught me I am merely trying not To end up lost at sea." -Star Gazer ( A non existing figment of your imagination)