onsdag 3 september 2008

The Goodbye

Here I stand, with my feet in the water
waves washing over my hand

Here I laugh, a silly goodbye

while my feet are covered in sand

Here I cry to the last strands of life

that has left me so far below

Here I laugh, with tears from the cry

that echoed minutes ago

Here I force myself to become

someone I do not wish to be

Here I'm safe, they're telling me
but I'm not far away to see

Here I say my last goodbye

standing on my hands in the sand

Waves washing over my elbows

as I walk into forever-land