Painful Shores
wishing to wash away the cold barren sands of ill forgotten mind. Longing for once was and never shall. Pain and hardship go UN noticed and I am left to weather the tides of my ill be gotten life one tide pool, one wave at a time.
Alone I set on the dark moon bathed sands waiting for my ship to sail to port, but never do I see it but I sit on...waiting,longing, but knowing in my heart. Knowing that it it shall never come.
There are no ships that stop here to pick up passengers only ones to drop them off. We the ones that the world left behind. We love to we, lose and we love again but never do we receive we only feel. And the feeling we feel most we hate the most...
For it is the bitter enemy of our hearts....Pain, Regret,Loss,Guilt....
Alone I set on the dark moon bathed sands waiting for my ship to sail to port, but never do I see it but I sit on...waiting,longing, but knowing in my heart. Knowing that it it shall never come.
There are no ships that stop here to pick up passengers only ones to drop them off. We the ones that the world left behind. We love to we, lose and we love again but never do we receive we only feel. And the feeling we feel most we hate the most...
For it is the bitter enemy of our hearts....Pain, Regret,Loss,Guilt....