PURPLE SAND

crushed hope
is a tough pill to swallow
i need to run as far
as my legs will take me
I am so green
so lost in this world
this is not where I'm meant to be
maybe there's a place
where the light bends at the horizon
and the earth bows
with heavenly grace
where bare feet walk slowly
through purple sand
and the grains slip silent
off the edge of the glass
a promise and a secret
all at once
and hearts are in eyes
and eyes in hearts
maybe I will find that place
or maybe
or maybe I will fall beneath the cracks
beneath the floor
beneath myself
and let this driftwood body
choose its own path
a path I do not know
or care to know at all
just that I meant something good
to someone once
that they thought
I was worth my breath
my imprint
nothing more
just a brief lapse in judgement