"i just want to be happy"
i want that for you too
more than anything else in the world.

sometimes no matter how hard you search
how frantically you dig
what is lost can never be found again
a torn shirt mended will always show evidence of stiching
a broken glass its many cracks
you cant see the visible strains in something intangible
but you feel it because you know the difference
and you sense the absence of what should be there.

i'm waving my arms around fanatically
writhing my body in agony
mustering every ounce of strength i have
fighting to stay afloat.
but my arms are failing
and my body is letting me down
maybe its time to stop
to just give up and let the tide wash over me
and carry my limp body where ever it wants to take me