Silently, I grasped all the hope I had left
The wind blew my hair like a melody
And I held the paper tightly
A paper filled with my life and dreams
A damp paper sat beneath tired fingers
My tears flowed through the lines
Smudging the memories held by beautiful words
And I tried to flow through the pain and the hurt
The ocean looked back at weary hazel eyes
Its swift beats demanded an answer from...