keep going

What can I say more than 

What the void is saying? 

How can I convey something true

When all the words fall flat?

Looking out the window, 

Searching out the window,

Breathing in and out, 

Taking in more than I can give back,

This is not me,

Yet I don't know how to stop

This turning of the tide

That is changing the shores on which we walk. 

What can we do but keep going? 

What can we do more—we can let ourselves dream.