Time and Tide

This grief bleeds
Freely from my torn soul
Can I ever be loved?
Will I ever be whole?
I sit by these crashing waves
Where You are near
I strain to see You
Through my crested tears
In this place of solitude
I am unknown
Untended, unseen:
I weep alone
And these words scuttle
Along the dirt
Like fallen leaves and dried prayers
And this hurt
Knows no comforter
There are no arms
In which I belong, I am safe
From the tide of harm
In whispered vespers
I exhale my sorrows
I am so small.
Carry me into tomorrow.

I believe unto the grave.