A walk by the sea
is waiting for me.
Salt in my hair,
please join me here.
We should take this opportunity
before we can hit our next thirty.
Chances like this are rare.
We are are a lucky pair
to walk along the beach
so close within our reach.
They never sleep.
They walk the nights.
They roam into your bedrooms
and your nightmares.
They haunt the hotel,
where the wealthy play.
They take from the best
to assuage their needs.
They never sleep.
They walk the nights.
They hide in their mansions
from the Oasis sunshine.
Dark shadows roam
the streets of our town.
They never sleep.
They walk the nights.
THE DEAD GAME
Suburban witch
MAGIC
The new spring blooms colors.
But who even bothers
to breathe the sweet air?
I don’t have a care.
My car fails to start,
a walk in the park.
I raise my small hand.
Gone is the quicksand.
I race down the hill,
a heavenly thrill.
Shocked faces turn to me.
Only houses I see.
I walk alone each night
On cold, country roads.
No one calls my name.
No one cares to stop.
I walk alone each night,
Hoping to find the one for me,
The one who calls my name,
And who cares enough to stop.
A walk by the sea
is waiting for me.
Salt air in my hair,
Please come over here.
We should take this opportunity
before we can hit our next thirty.
Chances like this are rare.
We are are a lucky pair.
To walk along the beach,
so close within our reach.
Lost and alone in my head,
Can’t fall asleep in my bed.
Waves crashing in my mind,
Pain is all I can find.
Take a walk on the beach I’m told
To clear the cobwebs from their hold.
But here I’m alone with the surf,
Lost and alone on my own turf.
The boat’s foghorn echoes my grief,
A loss profound beyond belief.
The soulful sound takes me away
To happier times I can say.
To times when you held me
And told me you loved me.
Those times are gone for good,
Forget I know I should.
At night when I close my eyes to sleep,
All I can see is our love so deep.
As hard as I might try,
I can’t let go and fly.
So here I walk on the beach,
Knowing you’re out of my reach.
But still, I yearn and burn
For a love, I can’t earn.
A path is only as hard
as you allow it to be.
Take steady steps.
Never look back.
Never quit.
Face forward.
Back straight.
Walk forward.
Not only will you make it far
but you will have followers.
