The tides are rushing out
Just leaving me behind
Running to the ebbing
I cannot catch the surf
I’m stuck in the moment
My soul entwined in you
My heart is thrumming loss
Tuned to fading belief
The sloughing memories
Are leaving me exposed
To roam this empty beach
Must be my destiny…
And for the audio-philes:
GFB wrote @
Don’t we just all roam a beach somewhere in our lives…yet we are blind to see the rest of lost souls also straying – stuck in their own space of emptiness making ourselves believe it’s our destiny…damn us all…we all so different, yet so the same…. Anyway you express this so damn spot on 
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