Cont2.
I remember
A wooden dock
I used to wait for
The mermaid of my heart
Though she ran every time
I remember
Walking through the woods
Hearing her voice
Wanting
Needing
More than a voice
Just a peek
Only a glimpse
I remember
How dark my soul
Used to be
No colors to keep
Me company
I wonder
If she saw this
I wonder if she ran
Because of
My hate for myself
I wonder if it's gone
Or temporarily
Hiding from view
I wonder how long
It will be
Before she runs
Again
As I'm left to remember
Walking through the woods
Just for her
Just to hear her
Voice
Oh I remember
That VOICE