Waves of Existence

Hear me, all the anger appears to sleep.

For each wound that bleeds within my

Chest, another soul might have found

Some long lost rest.

How did it come to this, where did

We fail? For the world to see i lift my

Glass and treat myself to a small

Sip of melancholy

I see you're standing by the rope

Full of anger, hate and pain.

I feel like screaming out to me,

I want to reach you.

I see you're feeling down again

Can I make you understand

You can reach out for my hand.

It's gone now all that we regret.

So it's time to take another step

Towards what should have been our

Common goal.

Let us raise our glass to what we

Achieved, let us drink to the past

And to all we believed