7 April, 2014

On the Beach

Charlie

Skipping like stone across a pond
My mind sinking into concrete
Looking for something to save me
From the tragedy I”d come
Seeking refuge here and there
Finding my truth everywhere
In conflict with myself
And everybody else
Until the nuclear bomb fell
Finding myself on the beach
With no else left
That”s when I felt the relief
That”s when I realized no one
Had what I wanted
Because I wanted to be me

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