Crashing Waves

The modern scene
Killing dreams
At the seams
Mostly lean
Rarely seen
Are the doors
At your will
But too much fill
Not meant to kill
Just another bill
Never still
Rising off the floor
Where you’re born
Lines of corn
In the morn
Already worn
Feel the scorn
Reaching to your core
The waves that you make
The feelings that stay
Always come back to
The sands on your shore
See the world
What has unfurled
Follow curls
Start to stir
Is it a curse
Picking up the sword
Swing and flail
Raise the sail
Chase the whale
The hidden trail
Never stale
Good luck to ignore
Maybe drown
Buried in the ground
Until you’re found
Beats to sound
After a few rounds
Bringing back the lore
The waves that you make
The feelings that stay
Always come back to
The sands on your shore
Stories shared
Nobody cares
There are no fares
Beyond the dares
All are aware
But still seeking more
What to find
Growing blind
Feel the signs
Yours to unwind
For the climb
Never will see a store
The way it goes
A river flows
The banks do know
How it’s thrown
But never grow
Some say nothing, but a bore
The waves that you make
The feelings that stay
Always come back to
The sands on your shore
Either to the sea
Or plant a tree
Grow to be
Beyond the seed
Some say you’re free
But what can you explore
Sparks to fly
Clear the sky
The end of why
Peering inside
No more lies
Seeping through your pores
What happens next
Gone are bets
No longer wet
Illusions set
You can’t forget
All, that was tore
The waves that you make
The feelings that stay
Always come back to
The sands on your shore