As these waves crash so does the hole in my heart in the shape of your name
Pushing and pulling is the cadence of the sea so too does your affection follow
This tempest, wild and unforeseen an end does appear before me
Hope or solice I’m unsure the answer. I am certain I must cut the dredge line and surface
Climb my way out of this bottomless pit
Bitter sweet and needed
Time shaped the little hell we made
A life was lived hand in hand
Just not this one.












