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Waves Upon the Winter Shore
The smashing of the windowpane the cracking of the glass
These sounds echo in my mind as I run out the door
I feel the sweat drip from my skin the tears flow from my eyes
I hear the waves crash upon the shore

Because I'm alone and far from home
Nobody knows me
Nobody hears me scream
Because nobody cares

I walk along the shore line watching the waves
I see them end their short life as the beat on the sand in the night
Looking to the sky I see the stars flicker off
What happened to the prettiest star

I see garbage upon the shore reminiscent of a wedding that died long ago
Still the smell of saltwater fills the air I breath
Still I go farther along this damn path
The farther I go the faster I get from home

Then I see you but yet I can't hear you
My pace quickens so the beat of a silent drum in my heart
Foot steps washed away by the suicidal waves
I see you smile but I couldn't hear you as the black blocked out the sun

Out of breath I stop and listen to the music made for the deaf
I see the blood washing into the sea and I realize your gone
Tears never fall as I wait for your return in this small pool of sin
You never come for me as I lay waiting for love

I close my eyes to the dead sun and sea as the waves break my bones
Then I break down and cry as I realize you were saying goodbye
So here I am stuck in your dead heart like you wanted me to be
I break away under the suicidal waves

Still I open my eyes to much disbelief
I see a light and a figure standing shadowed by my dull eyes
A hand is held out to me and I take it
I don't want to die something about this place doesn't feel right

Burning my skin the light brightens the world and I feel arms wrap around me
I cry as I am held by this person I have never known
I open my eyes to see the cold beach I ran to
So I turn and walk home



This remarkable sometimes incoherent transcript illustrates a phantasmagoria of fear, terror, grief, exaltation and finally breakdown...On voyage 34 I finally met myself coming down an up-staircase, and the encounter was crushing...



 
 
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