i stand in the sea with a gaping hole in my soul and a mind eroded because of addiction memories are ashes vanishing in our midst collecting beneath me there is a nest of insecurities inside my mind that i run from you could have kept me away from the rain because of the despair it caused my childhood was my prison hollow and painful these feelings would die inside my heart beside your memories i could never find the right words to say to you i could see your lips moving eyes staring hard i would fade away i could feel your affection yet there was something colder than your tears corroding inside me that made you look away i had to let go of your hand and forget everything we had now i stand ageless upon your grave smelling the sea trying to forget you even though i love you the damage will always wash ashore inside my heart where you stand still to this day waiting for me

there is damage in the central area of my mind there is nothing to fix it broken pieces scattered on the ground i hold you in my arms i forget about time each bitter second fading away in your eyes why does this ruin the moment? i can never find peace inside so i withdraw leaving you and my beautiful life behind in the midst of my despair it begins to rain on me i look at the sky afraid and ashamed my heart is exhausted i begin to discern a child before me so pure so beautiful but who am i to him? just a broken man he gives me the courage to reflect on all my mistakes and discard my fears i can feel the sun replenishing the dark clouds until blue skies once again encompass my life and tears form in my eyes the child is gone i am fixed there no longer is darkness in my heart only courage i watch the sea the damage has vanished the beauty of letting go resides in my heart i approach you as you wait for me by the shore i am now old but my change of heart will always inspire the desolate i stand in my last days waiting for the sun to take me in my heart will soon give up either way i close my eyes and feel the waters take me to the other side to hold my makers hand in paradise