I'm beginning to cross the end
Shorn away from mother's side
Distant shores steal stolen glances
And break away with the tide

Let me speak, sweet child in crimson
My whispers cut through rivers,
Valleys and streams
Of forgotten breath
And broken being

I left his head in a puddle of blood
Wave after wave,
A broken being

I went to lie by the shore
Something so still you would not believe
Forever isn't always
In the land of broken being