Its getting easier and easier to wish you farewell
To stand on the dock and watch your boat cut through black ocean waves
The mist swallows your confused face
I wish I knew your purpose
I wish I could value your company
I want to hide from you
To find shelter in my hands and sleep
I ignore your calls until you’ve lost hope
Looking towards the clouds that cover my actions
Overcast makes it easier to not feel time
The mist swallows my desires
You stood on mountain tops and called my name
An echo that never came back
You ask for my location
All I can tell you is colors and shapes
Its not black and white
Its chess
Its waves
Its mist
Its gone
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
Its getting easier and easier to wish you farewell
To stand on the dock and watch your boat cut through black ocean waves
The mist swallows your confused face
I wish I knew your purpose
I wish I could value your company
I want to hide from you
To find shelter in my hands and sleep
I ignore your calls until you’ve lost hope
Looking towards the clouds that cover my actions
Overcast makes it easier to not feel time
The mist swallows my desires
You stood on mountain tops and called my name
An echo that never came back
You ask for my location
All I can tell you is colors and shapes
Its not black and white
Its chess
Its waves
Its mist
Its gone
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