Token

When I dream,
I dream of mountain tops,
that I will never climb,
and I think of tokens tucked in boxes,
that you'll never find.

When my heart cries out to you,
it rings it bells in vain,
for the sound falls on deaf ears,
but you’re not to blame.

I never meant to be this way,
but it’s all unchanged,
friendships lost upon the times,
and my vessel sinks beneath.

Here I stood,
and in your arms I fought to get away,
but when you let me go my dear,
my courage did far stray.

I hope that time will ease your pain,
but may your scars show bright,
to remind us of this love we had
beneath the starry night..