fading fire fins

i’m sorry, my friend, that i can’t help you swim
the sun sets on your struggle
the stillness you exude tells me you’ve come to terms
sometimes the fight makes fate more cruel
i hate turning out the lights on you
i hope you understand there’s nothing i can do
it seems inevitable the sun will rise you to the peaceful surface
and that somber morning will soon fade into the deep waters of loss
and as we press further on, eternal stillness becomes part of us with every encounter
there is no life without death, there is no light without dark, there is no good without bad, there is no peace without war
but we are all in this together
so please, friend, take my hand
and in another life we’ll swim one beside the other