Quiet at the Bay


How has the differences divided us so?

How can you stand there when you know

You can’t turn back

 You can’t rewind.

 

Two paychecks shine in the street lamps

 And you feel the warmth draining

Out of you like blood and you are cold

Like the salt water of the bay.

 

The wind makes you feel the tears

Before they hit the cracks

 and seep into the past.

You wonder if it could have been fixed

if it could have been like every other time

where fights were resolved with cigarettes

and drugs.

 

Its your hands

the ocean is speechless and you stand there

wishing the stars could write something.

 

 

you walk

Leaving us in a small town

Littered with junk and memories

And two broken hearts.

 

Back to school, Back to writing.

Sarah.

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