WITHOUT A PADDLE

© RYAN GUILEY

The rain drops fall on the tin roof,

While the calm waves sparkle the truth,

It is I who hears your name out loud,

As you are all I have, and I’m so proud.

 

Another letter has been delivered

I’ll stand by you and never wither,

There is no silence in your name,

What they took will never be the same.

 

The moments vanish and are completely still,

But we will overcome climbing the largest hill,

If you fall, I will carry you through the battle,

If you are lost at sea, I will save you without a paddle.

 

I don’t need a compass to find your dwelling,

Your heart will lead me to you without telling,

I’ve been right all along with your guide,

The deception is present while they just lie.

 

Stones will be broken and made in deposits of dust,

But it is you who has always keep me in touch,

Acceptance and honesty of reality is not in their domain,

While our hearts linger every moment beneath the pain.

 

Don’t trust them as they stolen so much,

It is you who injects me with the rush,

I know what happens behind the doors,

As I should have never let you go from the store.

 

Another day will pass, and we will get older,

As I recall the day when you cried on my shoulder,

The warmth of energy that came into my soul,

Made shivers on my body as it completely tolls.

 

Never give up, and keep yours believes and faith,

As one day will dance, as I will hold onto your waist,

My eyes are still the same, and so are yours,

Time approaches as it will no longer to be ignore.