Getting Out
I don't know what goes through your mind
maybe you're coming to your senses
deciding you should take a risk
see what the fuss is about
as the boat pushes back from shore
you're running down the dock
as the gang plank is pulled back
one more chance is missed
I see you from the deck
my hand shading my eyes
my hair blowing in the breeze
one tear slipping down my cheek
the things we thought we wanted
like waves hitting on the shore
and I can barely see you
but I wave to you once more
while we both were searching
wading that river of doubt
it was so easy to fall into
so much harder to get out
I leave without a compass
using the sun as a guide
and I can barely see you
as I blow a kiss goodbye
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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