Waves

a picture in the hallway is al that's left for me
the dust on out bedsheets
calls out so desperately
i walk down the pathway sand beneath my feet
inhale all the silence surrounding my sleep
a photograph in frame lies broken on the floor
the inksand from my desk
smashed against your door
i ride along not knowing what for
i pass out while i'm drinking
still craving for more
the lights break down the guards
for waves to pass the dark

M.T.