feel the salt in your eyes,
you are frozen, paralyzed.
bury yourself in the sand,
you will never find land.
no one around, only the sound,
of the weeping within your heartbroken soul
where are you going? where are you headed to? there's too much to ponder, too much to dream.
you have no one. no one to love, no one to miss,
no one to lean on when your mind is an abis
feel the shells in your hand, take a glance,
at the things that you lived for, you might just have a chance.
you long to be like driftwood, freely at sea,
floating in, floating out, with no one to be.
the world is to hard on you, your soul is to deep
so then float off like driftwood, and no longer weep.
©noelle.m
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