I elevate my heart
To stop the endless bleeding
But the tide is coming back in again
I grieve for the smiles forgotten
And the tears that were spilled
Like raindrops on the driest grains of sand

I hesitate to inhale
Because my lungs are still expanding
Fear is a means to a grisly end
And I ache for the timeless treasures
Or a glimpse of the aftermath
But tomorrow is just a leaf at the mercy of the wind