Teal Tides

Thoughts shot like black darts Ricocheting in decaying glass hearts So uninspired so much to be desired Black and white lines crossed tossed I’m the piano playing out of tune I’m poinsettia’s of black bloom I’m the one that got away to soon The flood of tears your fears of monsoon Red tide inside of passions death Never did lie to you lied to myself Cried musical tears turquoise blue Rebirth is near and I feel brand new Winds within wild and free Shedding my skin a spiritual healing Was disappointed turned into anointing Feeling tides teal rides of what will be