Ghost

I climbed down to watch the tide

Mark the time that slips away

Where the oceans meet the sky

The drawing out of self

And bitter cold goes side by side

The self-sustained obscurity

The sense I can't maintain

The ghost that never wanes

I walk out to meet my fate

In the receding of the day

In hope the tide will grant me stay

From the ghost that never wanes

So torn and frayed

My times, lives, faces

None can wear away

Time slips away

Let them rest upon the waves

Peace at last for those who wait

Before I go out too far

Before the depth I seek moves further away

I walk out to meet my fate

In the receding of the day

In hope the tide will grant me stay

From the ghost that never wanes