to all of you

to all of you who know me
better than i will ever care to
know myself

help me see through pretenses
set up to mask reasons why i
left my past

have i been running away from myself
or am i still trying to find who i am
in either case
i haven’t a trace
of success yet

no shovel of mine digs this deep
without the right tools, how can i get
to the root

this question needs answering
i don’t have a clue but im hoping you
you do

the wicked current

wave goodbye
as the breeze catches the sails
and the distance grows
as the cruel wind blows
helplessly watch from the shore

empty dock
cues the heart to drop, its heavy
with regret
the last boat has left
jealously watch from the shore

the wicked current current pulls your dreams
further away out to open sea
you missed the boat now its too late
that ship has sailed, she got away

plant your feet in the sand
and try to let go
your hope slowly fades
like receding waves
helplessly watch from the shore

contemplating what would be worse?
dying trying to catch up
or dying alone in a dry grave
haunted by what you gave up