• maybe its just the moon
    lighting up the path
    giving hope to the damned
    and allowing the living caress the heart, the living rune.

    maybe its just the sea,
    swooshing back and forth
    calming the dead,
    listening to the living
    and allowing the sorrows to flee

    maybe its just the gust,
    flowing through out the earth,
    speeking to these constricted souls,
    playing with their hearts,
    and whispering out their lust.

    maybe its just me,
    feeling empty inside,
    hollow within each smile,
    longing to be set free.

    maybe its you,
    the one that will hold me in her arms,
    the one that shall end my sorrow,
    and the one for me to say "i love you"