Blue Seas

I waited for you. Long after you were gone, I stood by the window Overlooking the trees And the white cross On the steeple of the Local church. The dark grey clouds Came and thundered And it rained. Then the storm cleared, And you didn't come back. I waited for you. I knew it was foolish, Everyone said so. How I wished They were wrong, For once. I left the window And the house With the wooden floors And creaky stairs, And sought my fortunes Elsewhere. You didn't come. I should have known. Nobody comes back. They promise, And they leave. And then the storm clears, And the sun comes out, And you think you see them On the horizon. But it's empty. They have gone. And you're left alone. My new life is mine. It's in a land far away. Sometimes I think That you will find that house, And the window Overlooking the trees And the white cross On the steeple of the Local church, And think to yourself, "Why did I let her go?" But I know you ...

From the flames of heaven was born a demon, From the ashes of earth, a phoenix arose. All would hail the former, it would seem, and The phoenix, not a person chose. A struggle a day, a lifetime spent Looking for something and losing yourself. The demon engulfed everyone in its flames And before nighttime, quietly fell. The phoenix flew and sometimes staggered. Not a person there was, to help it on its way. 'Life is not easy,' the phoenix figured, 'Sometimes it's cold and lonely at night, Sometimes its's unforgiving during the day.' It matters not from whence you came but What you chose to make of it. The demon spoiled for choice, it was, Chose to fall, wrongly, and fell to death. The phoenix took flight. Not one, but hundred shackles held it back, It broke free. It chose to fly, and die it may have, but It chose to live again, it chose to see. The demon, blinded by love, it was, That people every day showered it with. The demon never learnt to...