We’re in the same boat

You stand at the bow, bouncing with the waves, your hair ruffling in the wind. The sight is beautiful… but the background begins to redden. The bleeding sun tainting the sky, the sea and the shine in your eyes. There is fear.

As darkness draws in, blanketing the world around us you take a seat to steady yourself. Apprehension and salt lace the air just before a crack erupts in the sky! A fleeting light illuminating the panic striking across your face before we plunge into the dark trenches of night and thunder. The sounds boom all around us and soon the rain crashes over us sending chills through our bones matting our hair against our cold foreheads that long for warmth.

You try to hide, find a safe place but you don’t turn to me. The waves rock us back and forth, mocking the comfort the action once brought us. You’re almost thrown over by the shock, the strike and the showers but just as the ocean widens to engulf you within I extend my hand. Stretching out against the forces that will our separation. You reach out and accept it.

We fight the forces together, but your expression pronounces your wonder. No words exchanged over the last of the roaring winds but when the storm folds and the dust settles, you look into my eyes, where my love lies, and that’s when you realize, we’re in the same boat.

The same love, the same pain, the same storm, the same rain. And so we sail onward across another sea. The ocean rising, the sail waving to the breeze through another set of storms and the same revolving sky on the same boat called life.

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Memories of us

In this moment I can rejoice
the time we were together,
the time we made a choice.
It doesn’t matter if our love is gone
because I want to hold on
to the songs and smiles
even if they were lies.

No apologies please,
I still want you in my memories
There will be days when tears fall
and the sound of your name my heart will call
leaving me with nothing to do
but hold on to the memories of you
I won’t ask you to come back
because true love was left in the past.

End of the Endeavor

I forgive each time

your violence and your roar,

I try to prevent

the scars that leave us sore.

Don’t need an apology,

just an end to this atrocity.

I am tired of your fury

too tired to fight back.

Just please stop this menace

and take a step back.

The anger boils my heart and heats my head

I hope you realise this won’t end well.

Stop I cry!

Stop I yell!

Before it’s too late and our connections dispel.

Rewrite The Bygones

If I had the power to change the past I would

I don’t care for the consequences

Nor for the unspoken sentences

The past isn’t always good

 

Taking back something I said

Is not achievable

It’s the game of a turning table

Hopefully happiness waits at the end

 

I’ll have to carry on

I’ll have to be strong

Forgetting the past

Is the key to make things last.