We Are The Tide.

it's been a really long time since i've made a post.
but i'm not sorry for it.
there have been things in my life, twisting and turning, and pulling me around like a current in a wave.
keeping me on track, in one swift motion.
but the tsunami came, and ruined everything.
it ruined the plan.

there have been ups and downs.
i saw a performance by one of the best artist's known to man.
man just doesn't know them yet.
i met up with a person that i missed dearly, and seeing her face just had me laughing from the past.
i gave up someone, leaving them to float away at sea; bittersweet feelings held that day.

i've been trying really hard to concentrate on the important things.
my work and my craft.
my family and my relationship with them.
who i want to be, and how it compares to who i really am.
how others are worth it, and others drift apart.

i hear the train all night,
sound of it's wind blowing through
a subtle lapse... and i have a job to do
walking these cars, walking all to sleep,
to get to you

their voices pierce through me.
i will never listen the same, after feeling their heart.
feeling their respect, their emotions,
and their stories that made everything else seem minuscule.
"Be Here Now" totally applies.
i didn't realize how important that phrase was,
until i lived it with the six most talented people.
and lived it with a friend.

some ties are made to break;
some stocks grow high and green to rot away
and feel the weight

i don't think i've ever had this feeling before.
of unrelenting reliance.
of situating sounds, breaking through that window pane.
complete and utter silence.
the room is empty.
and all there is is disdain.

i got wise and i got old
not once, not once did i fold
so don't you now
maybe you bet on me,
while we were still young enough to know,
to believe

i've never been alone before.
not really anyway.
but as of now, this day,
i'ts just me and the world.

i'll think of them sometimes.
the people who made an impact.
and i'll think of future others,
who will do just the same.
it'll cross my mind, i know.
the way i fell in the undertow.

time and time again, they fly like birds.
moving so quickly like the waves,
while i am stuck here in the sand.

the person who taught me what it's like to have morals,
and to have consequences for your actions.

the boy who told me i didn't need to please;
he just wanted their reactions.

the girl that speaks her mind,
and that may leave storms in her wake.
but yet again, she doesn't waver,
because she's not just a piece of paper.

and one was different;
he wasn't arrogant, crass, or even innocent.
he took things head on, just as i did.
but he pushed people away,
just a bit.
there were times when i thought, "this is it".
but the mystery unfolded, and the "it" wasn't present.
it left a long time ago.
all we needed was acceptance.

i am all alone now.
standing as tall as i can.
watching people move and scatter across the earth,
and i'm waiting.
just waiting,
to be with somebody again.

some land holds a home;
some of my years only hold,
me to roam

i got wise and i got old
not once, not once did i fold
so don't you now

with love and light,
eve morgan