Collections of Poems and Songs Volume Two

A Visit to the Shore

How can I miss something that I broke?

I went out to the sea to find it

But the waters were calm in my presence

As if they'd never known me

The shore was no longer tossed up

And there was no litter buried underneath

It was there that the thought hit me

I don't want the waves to stop

The force of you hit against my soul

With indiscriminate strengths and effects

But was it the moon causing the pressure?

Was it the storm causing the harsh chill in my bones?

I cried under the beating sun

As the wind whispered reminders

Thoughts and memories that it was me

I was the reason the beach stood still

I am now wandering along your shores

Toying with the idea of seeing one last splash

Craving the feeling of sea foam on my skin

And remembering what it was like to drown

I look at the horizon now bare of dreams

I feel the chill down my spine with cold sea breeze

Salty thick smells invade my nose

Reminding me that it was more harsh than gentle

I was the one who cast my hands against the waves

I gave the command for them to slow

I begged for room to breathe air instead of water

Then walked away leaving sandy footprints

So now that I see the glittering water

Now that I feel the detached way the shore connects

I long for the refreshment in summer

And the smiles we shared on the shore