Tides came and washed away
the empitiness inside my vacant
heart, the waves came with a thrash
and washed all the remains only leaving
a lonley piece of driftwood, withered
and set alone to endure its helpless
future for someone's raging fire
Listening to the gulls, screeching in
harmony of knowing the tides were
very high with huge changes in store,
I walked along the beach that fatefull
day and wondered, which way to follow
As night set in, calmly now, the sea
once again was thrashing to and fro
and leaving behind the tity bed of
new sand with the moon casting its
lonely shadow, it told me then, the
sand is new, and now is the time
for a new start in my life leaving behind
the battered hinges on the door to my
forsaken heart, but letting the oppourtunity
to replace its barren walls of sorrow......