I want to live by the ocean
At least near water of some kind
To keep me cool in the warmer months
When winter hits, providing something solid in my life
Iâm not breaking any ice
Thin limbs are reaching out too far
They won't be getting any better
A bitter manâs mind
Equipped with
Childlike arms
These branches are retracting
Curling in on me
Holding on as long as possible to every leaf
Pleading with the earth and sun
Until I fall, theyâll all stay safe
In my shadeâs reach
But theyâre blowing away
The colorful parts of me
The purpose I serve
Piece by piece
Falling off of me
A cleansing, by fire
Burnt down in private
No one can ever see
I never, I never deserve the things I need
I sought the role of an open book
Lent too many times
Thrown in bags, floorboards of cars
Critiqued by too many minds
Highlighted and dog-eared
To no convenience of mine
A cleansing, by fire
Burnt down in private
No one can ever see
I never, I never deserve the things I need
As much as it pains me
I need you to know Youâre what I carry with me
Every time I go
Despite every nightmare
Clawing at my soul
I count it a privilege
Just to watch you grow
No rest for the strong
If thatâs how youâre perceived
Too close, too close
Youâre too close to me
Itâs what I craved and cried for
I never deserve the things I need
I want to live by the ocean
At least near water of some kind