You rush by and wave at me,
Then draw back
when met with glee,
Crash and break
with misery,
Trapped in this
reality.
Push and pull is
your game, I see,
Spreading grit
that leaves me all sandy.
I want to help
you keep your cool,
As you erode the
pain and sanity.
I have been to
your depths.
You led me down
to the danger and beauty,
And so much
unknown mystery,
But I reached
back up so as not to drown.
I now stay near
the shallows,
Although we
despise superficiality!
Perhaps because
at the surface,
One may see the
projection
Of all that is
unattainable,
Even for beings
as powerful as we!
A loyal fan, I may
be…if only a shadow.
I can take the briny
tears
And turn them
into something fresh and alive,
As I firmly
root…for you.
You can capture
clouds, the stars, and the moon,
While at your
periphery,
I merely
sway
to the rhythm
of
my own.
heart.
