I Wait the Ocean Waves To Wash My Soul

My heart races touching your deep Spirit's kiss, My tear's curb crumbles greening my shrink cry. The softness of your voice soothes my abyss. My soul torn apart wondering to know why. Wrong thoughts and so cruel wait my tears and cry The terrors of love just give them a black yard And my loneliness makes my sad soul to dye When to sink my reality it's very hard. I wait my hope which will never come to guard This hope hunger squeezes tighter my soul's knee. I'm clinging to the past which is like a shard That part which is still alive inside of me. Much more confused on how to think or feel, I talk, I dream and I am your balance wheel.