Poetry: Tides

You don’t know me
All you know is what I let you see
Don’t try to show me
I don’t care what you think of me

For I am
Who I am
And I can’t change God’s plan
But the least
I could do
Is show you who I really am

Wouldn’t show anything
But this is everything
I got nothing left to hide
Take an arrow out
Draw the bowstring back
Don’t let go till you see the whites of their eyes
But I can’t
Make the strike
Arms fall limp
At my sides
And my song
Pours out
As I face the rising tides

You don’t see me
Just the shield I put around myself
You can’t complete me
For you’re whole while I am just a shell

And I hid
What I hid
The life I could’ve lived
But I can’t
Find myself
Until I’m lost then found again

Wouldn’t show anything
But this is everything
I got nothing left to hide
Take an arrow out
Draw the bowstring back
Don’t let go till you see the whites of their eyes
But I can’t
Make the strike
Arms fall limp
At my sides
And my song
Pours out
As I face the rising tides

Ebony waves crash around me
My island’s being swallowed whole
Ebony waves crash around me
I’m drowning, and drowning alone
Ebony waves crash around me
There goes my humble abode
Ebony waves crash around me
But I won’t let the sand become my tomb

Wouldn’t show anything
But this is everything
I got nothing left to hide
Take an arrow out
Draw the bowstring back
Don’t let go till you see the whites of their eyes
But I can’t
Make the strike
Arms fall limp
At my sides
And my song
Pours out
As I face the rising tides

And my song
Pours out
As I face the rising