Poetry:

BlueEyes

It’s the white in her pale sea
That doesn’t seem to be able to see me
     Can’t She see through me

Loneliness lets lost feelings grow
Darkness helps hide its truth
     HOPE
The blank sea shines to me, but it wont wave back
Help you see me, see you
Help you too
     Help me through

My master forgets to tell his plan
     Oh, dear spite. How I spite his name
The clouds are the hand that warms me
Hoping that something will warn me
Nothing to fear
      I fear you
     As you fear me

Through you, through me
Its over
Its up to the sea
    Where I found you
Its up to the sky
    Where I belong

            ’01
          Thomas McDonley