An eternal craving that time can’t solve.
The Tide, it comes, to my fears absolve……
A darker power, within me lurks.
It’s bad, I know, but it has its perks.
The end is expected. Inside, I’m empty.
Time slows down. Memories are plenty.
The gush of the Tide; so warm, so fresh.
My arms stretch wide, as I smell its breath.
Thoughts are bleak, my blood is cold.
I open my eyes, I feel too old.
Things I have loved, are far from sight.
I know now, that this is the final fight.
But if the Tide passes me by, I shall try this to say:
We can live for one more night, and die, perhaps, another day.