Moontide

Always tired, yet sleep does not softly take me by the hands
And lead me to a land where all I wish can float into truth
And then like lonely leaves ride the waves of time
Back into the past.

The floors so cold underneath my feet my still they burn
When I long for your touch, grappling with my heart
With my face pressed against it, for comfort
As it is the only thing I know will last.

I must take myself in my arms
As still I back away from everything I have not known
And so that means everyone. Even though
I want to understand the feeling of an alien embrace
Still like a useless observer, like the moon to the sun
I skim on the surface.

To scared to dive deep into the darkness
And find what really caused all those tears to drown
In despair, too weak to stand on my own
And wait for no-one who shall find me there.
Too long has it been since I have,
From one thought to another
Managed to move without  breaking a heart
I would say another's, but for honesty's sake
I would have to lie for a start
Too long has it been since I have,
With the rise and reign of the tide
Simply let myself fall and accept the moment
It seems to laugh I must have not thought at all
Too long has it been since I have
Simply looked at myself in a glass
And not scrutinized every detail, every little
Imperfection and impurity, the flaws
All amount to an air of impossibility
And yet it has been too soon

Too soon to circle the endless truths
What may or may not have ever been
Torn apart by forces far greater than what the
Clueless spectator might have seen
Looking with anguish from the roofs

Too soon he decides to take his own,
And with it he flings down the care he had
And like a shooting star he must atone
So he vanishes into the ground.

Too soon to realize how far it's gone
Since all of them were here at last
Determined to keep us all but none
Just shadowing the candlelight others have shown.

Still like a fading blink of light
Every once in a while I look to you
Eyes too full of blackened hope to open
And so with blindness I still search above
Alas, we can only find things too far away
And when we are there, there is no time for love

And I find it hard to accept that maybe someday
There shall be another being that does not mind
Being as one with another, And they won't find themselves less
For the first time, they'll believe what they say
And in time for sunrise they'll confess
When light at dark are all aligned
And all but knowledge, shall curse and bless.