A Scenic View

Let's just pretend you can take a trusted from on a road trip down by the sea as a beacon of light to a hurting friend in need we have created a magic circle drowned in the rain stop for lobsters maybe some baked crab we shall grab through the pier we can see the dare in the eye of the flight of the Albatross yet as the weather gets bad we are left drowned in the rain got to get back in the car amidst the near window pane she blazed, she kindled out of the night like a white star We all boil at different degrees one can equate in hidden apathy Silently time passes The only life I have submits to its power some die looking for a hand do hold On the other side of the resistance is the flow the sounds of the nearby surf coming into the tide my soul permeates the inner feeling of solace the earth has music for those who listen all the while I was a sinking vessel, No lifeboat No S.O.S Salted wounds to work until skin becomes bone white for I have seen the truth and it doesn't make sense golden nuggets of thought in viral personifications And in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness my very soul permeates a vision for being out in the changeing of the season then for some matter my friend just left me without any reason