In the darkest hour, before day
When the fragile silence is broken by stray
Unknown birds, black and gray.
And the wave by the bay.
The fragile silence is broken by stray
Footsteps, fast and steadying
Reside the waves by the bay
I run towards nothing.
Footsteps, fast and steadying
On sand, threatening to pull me deep
I run towards nothing
The waves threatening to lull me to sleep
the sand, threatening to pull me deep
Wind against my chest, hard and cold
The waves threatening to lull me to sleep
My soul is empty and whole.
2019-03-02