I promise to be carful every morning before work.
I promise to take care of myself as I swim out against the tide to find faces tired and worn and then bring them back to shore,
My job may have its dangers but so does everything else,
from running down the staircase, to jumping out of an aeroplane,
life is full of limitless danger and I choose to embrace it.
I promise I'll be fine as I surf dark waves under the light of the moon and the eyes of a friend whom searches the water with a flashlight,
I call him,
The lighthouse.
I promise when I see the torch flash through the dark I think of you and how you've left your mark,
I promise I'll be okay.
When the waves have died out, and the tide lowers,
I'll swim out further to sea and watch the horizon until the first beams of a new day wash over me,
Like tears down a window and rain down a cheek,
I will bask in all its glory for the velvet reds and oranges shall remind me of your presence.
As the night fades away and the moon dips from the sky,
I know I'll be fine for the tide is low and the surf is flat,
So there I'll sit,
Until the sun has finally risen and the flashlights beams once again beacon me to return from the sea,
Today I shall not sleep below tides,
Tomorrow the ocean will not have me,
For the sunrise is so much prettier when my head is above the water,
And although I haven't had time for every sunrise and that this may be my last,
I embrace danger as much as I embrace my past,
Regret is not for me,
To little time in this world to bother with such worrying,
I'll miss your smile,
I just hope you'll miss me,
And when all is said and done,
Take a moment to remember I'm almost always drunk,
Drunk on your love,
Drunk on my sorrows
Drunk on the fact I'll never hold you close,
And these words did not come with ease,
They came from a heart that is missing a piece,
They came from a heart that skips a beat,
They came from a heart that is much too weak.
So here I surf waves of black,
The torch of your light upon the shore to guide me back,
Even when you're not there.
You are not there,
I am out here.
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S O U L P O E T
PuisiA collection of poems made in a dark time of my life. I made this book so that I could share my happiness and pain with others who might understand, but more importantly, this book is for those who need to be understood. Hope you all enjoy! Please...
