I looked back at the oceans of moments
Floating behind me, drifting in the dark
For some I felt shame, for others shame to lament
Some were in shadow, others were in spark
I was spinning in the water, a ghost
Under my toes, the sand danced as I left
It to float, while what I wanted the most
Was escape, escape from the ache – regret
I looked up at the sky with nothing in it
But all the dreams I’d used to distract,
All the blood I should have shed with a slit
All I’d done to disguise how much I lacked
Now I was alone, alone like nothing
Exiled to nothing, such an unwanted thing
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