There’s No Mud at the Beach

How the sand escapes my hands

from inbetween my fingers

is how I felt

my thrill for you leave

How did I let you

take away God given energy

and toss it

to the weeping seas

You left the kitchen sink on one day

and I thought I couldn't hate you more

as the sound of water hitting dirty spoons

ate what was left of my heart

I locked the second door knob

knowing you wouldn't have the key

but I had to learn

I couldn't lock myself in

when I wanted to leave

I left behind your perfume

but it lived in my car

drove me to work everyday

drove me insane

he day I left

and everyday

until I started walking to work

I never smelled the same since I've been with you

but the fragrance

is running out

honey never rots

but the roses are wilting

You have left a rotten taste on my tongue

I'm already wilting, brown spots in place

The hourglass says there's less time

to file for a divorce

find a new lover

find a new tide to wash me to an island

where I could love

forever this time

maybe

As the sea level rises

I lose sight of who I think I am

I'm so used to be unhappy

it's weird walking barefoot on sand

let my feet sink into the warmth

let the sun give me wings

to fly over the seas

and flip the hourglass once more

after all

all we made was mud

you and me