It wells up inside of me
This emotion I know
I wish it weren't so familiar
Slinking in my shadow

Times like these are tough
I see the brown and feel the cold
Even the grass seems rough
I smile young but I sigh so old

Yesterday I heard the sound
Saw the brightness I long for
It was fleeting, it often is
The gentle touch of a soft, sandy shore

There's this raven black
I ache to feel
My fingers curled around
Against, within, concealed

I wish I was loose
Express what I mean
It's just not my way
I'd rather hide and play the scene

I can't be unfair
I can't act so open
Not with this thing
Not about an urge so potent

You're so polite to me
You laugh when I misbehave
How would each day go
If I always had what I craved?

I move fast with purpose
Ignoring the bitterness
Because if I stop or slow
I'll realize I'm lost in the wilderness

I put myself here
Not sure where I go next
I'll seek out the horizon
Once this feeling has left

There's a warm beach I know
It's not too far
I'll go barefoot in the sand
And remember those two silver stars

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Phaestian, in the year 909 AF.