Things in Motion

We stride
Moving back and forth
Layers on the shore
They don't matter

High tides
Pounding on the coast
Crashing like I don't
Know any better

White Lies
Stare at the roiling foam
This wave won't let me go
It is perpetual

I don't mind
To bound the unexplored
The power that it holds
On me is but a grain of salt

What's some blood in the sea
What's some stains in the scene
Drawn or drowned
But never ever shown out loud
So never ever recalled

Might stay here forever
Might go down even further
Might try to set things in motion
Why even try?

When down I go
So deep's the sea
Down where I can't hear
Calling, howling

Might stay here forever
Might go down even further
Might try to set things in motion
Why even try when I can just

Drown