we left it here a slab of marble disappeared under our feet when the sun is down the rocks keep there heat i wish we could stand on the same earth or breathe the same air its all our connection allows why should we try to cross the great divide its black and white cutting up the sky these bleeding lines hyphenated but not so drawn why cant you bleed
the silent dusk to dawn
lost in the wood on an island i wish we understood its where we belong safe with trees covered in moss leaving the bay in the golden light of ending day the darkness behind and your face is smiling let it shine i wont forget the world you wanted us to know the child and the storybook but the words the photographs dont show we try to sympathize the reflection of light is blinding eyes and heres why we live
and i hope its what happens when we die
your freedom comes with a price the cost of taking your own advice dont try to run from your choice the years will take away your voice