Literature

A Gaze

A Gaze

 

A Gaze

 

A Gaze

Inside an empty lie

I gaze upon the silver line

Keeping my hopes up high

What is life but a tide of time

 

In little time I hold

Gathering my moments all alone

Clinching onto memories from a time

The ghosts of decades that passed by

 

As the tides now flow still

Like a man without a will

Sore and Scarred

I still gaze into the dark…

 

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