on the
low tide
moment
that I
might
die.
when the
final
leaf of
the cold evening
sky might
fall.
looking
inward for
all the
moments of
my life
that mean
the most
to me
and there
is always
you.
and I
would trade
none for
it.
and as
my final
breath
reaches to
chase the
wind,
I will
be through
with all
this.
but never
without
you
go I.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 5:32 PM UTC
on the
low tide
moment
that I
might
die.
when the
final
leaf of
the cold evening
sky might
fall.
looking
inward for
all the
moments of
my life
that mean
the most
to me
and there
is always
you.
and I
would trade
none for
it.
and as
my final
breath
reaches to
chase the
wind,
I will
be through
with all
this.
but never
without
you
go I.