I will again be.

I will again be

What I am now after you go.
I grew up was for you.
My path is now
back to being alone.

I'll kick the seawater.
Walk without the stuck seaside.
In a late afternoon.
At the end of it.
At the end of hope.

The waterfront
the distant horizon
I thought I already did
part of this sea
was the salt from your water.
a sea salt water.

I'll Kick seawater
Walking not tied to waterfront
In a late afternoon.
At the end of it.
At the end of hope.

The light of my lit cigarette
at dawn brightens
my face away in the dark
I look like a ghost.
Figurative language.

What we are memories.
Prisons heart.
Do not wanna be happy
so I will leave.

I'll kick the seawater.
Walk without the stuck waterfront
In a late afternoon.
At the end of it.
There is hope.

In my holy war.
Back to truly love.
To be able to love again.
Back to love the truth.

I'll Kick seawater
Walking not tied to waterfront
In a late afternoon.
At the end of it.
I'm just hoping