It’s funny how you had me run to your
needs and everything I did it was with
ease, no time to sit back because I was on
your track so if it derailed I knew how to
bounce back, it wasn’t fated or in no
contract I just knew your soul was reading
my context, ever so lifted engraved with
transition full of life and always in the
distance; you filled my days with ignition,
simplistic with intentions but not gathered
by good decisions, we parted ways when
Moses split the sea leaving thoughts behind
as if you were a daydream, a cutoff to the
main stream but I reopened up those doors
like a dam who was in need, refreshing
with a lesson but filled those pages with
wages and empty spaces for me to erase,
create and fill a void that ached with greed,
I knew life would prevail I stood my
ground and watch the ocean exhaled with a
stare that came in like a seclusion hoping
you weren’t the reason I was choosing