Rises the Sea

Hand in hand,

The flowers understand

That we’re fine… you and I.

But my hands are tied,

I don’t mind,

I keep saying I’ll be fine.

But recently

Everyone says they’re seeing less of me—

Like I’m fading quietly.

I could do better if I had energy,

Be who I used to be.

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And frequently

I picture myself walking straight into the sea,

Laughing as the waves come rolling to my knees—

What a place to be.

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Days seem sometimes as if they’ll never end,

Sun digs its heels just to taunt you.

But after aching days, one truth stays the same—

Rises the moon.

Side by side,

You keep me safe from the static getting through.

Please be fine…

Even if I’m drifting far from you.

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Days fade into a watercolor blur,

All my memories swim and haunt me.

And in the lake, shimmering like smoke,

Rises the moon softly.

And recently

Everyone says they’re seeing less of me—

Like I’m slipping underneath.

Floating gets harder, tread the water, child—

But the moon still rises for me.

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Oh, close your weary eyes,

Autumn always comes to darken shining skies.

Breathe… breathe… breathe.

And if the storms out there begin again,

I’ll walk into them, unafraid—

I’ll learn the lesson for myself,

Not because someone told me so.

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If I sink, let the sea hold me slow,

If I float, let the moon pull me home.

Every tide that steals a piece of me

Gives it back in silver glow.

If I drown, let it wash me clean—

Not an end, just a quiet in-between.

Promise me when my thoughts run cold,

You’ll remember I’m still trying to hold…

Trying to breathe.

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Days pull you down just like a sinking ship,

Floating gets harder, but don’t you slip—

Rises the moon.