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It’s hard to fly with sand in your wings
With broken dreams shattered along the beach
A million ideals, but no reality to rise upon
Glass steps to heaven cracked into tiny shards
The Tides of Time are merciless
Waves beating life with sorrow and pain
Everyday is a struggle to breathe above the water
Let alone soar above in cerulean skies
Careworn and weary of the world, I wander
Through tainted, transparent world
Seeking justice, a reason for my existence
A reason for the way things have to be
Is there an answer within these crystal waters?
Or is there nothing here but pain,
Eternal and unending like the waves
Crashing upon the borders of my soul?
I do not know when, nor do I know how
Bu I shall find love and truth in this Sea of Lament
And when I grasp them, ever-elusive inside
I shall soar once again, immortal and invincible