Vessel - Half Hearted Hero

We leave with heavy hearts and hollow hands.

We breathe

And look for life on a summer’s night.

We see it’s the

Heavy thoughts, the weights of sand.

O we get so weighed

Down and thereby drown in a sea of fever dreams and

Midnight screams until we finally see.

The stars are

Brighter when you die;

until then they haunt you every

Night.

Biting our own hands until the feed has run dry

Writing in the sand the ephemeral.

O shoreline, can we

Keep up with the knowledge offered us?

The endless stream

Will never be enough.

Don’t waste your blood, we’re

Vessels in an endless flood, but fear the sound of

Rushing love.

This day wants you to pull the rug from

Underneath the puppet you have come to be