Time

A poem I wrote a few years ago

Praying I'll be alright
staring into a pure dark night.
searching into the abyss of my mind
fumbling for answers I cant find
mangled, misconstrude dreams
fallen and forgotten means
sand in my toes, lying on the beach
closer to hope that seems unreached
my presence lost long ago
not that you would notice or know
forgiving forgetting what Ive done
Fighting to find a way back to the sun
It should rise in an hour or two
but I wont be here next to you
I'll be wandering the beautiful coast
while you face my lingering ghost
The dark atlanic sky filled with smoke
forces within me a breathe of hope
I'll find my way back give it time
lost in myself but I'll be fine