I write it in the beach sand,
So the waves will take it into the oceans,
Until they become legends that sailors tell while drinking.
I tell my story to the wind.
May it carry through the seasons,
drop it in a canyon far away.
Will put it in a piece of paper and roll it tight,
So it fits in a bottle that the tides will carry away.
May them inspire someone I will never meet.
I write my story with blood on the asphalt,
Scream it out loud before the rain washes it away.
Push my voice against the wind,
Move forward against my deepest fear.
Life is not worth anything if you don’t have a good story to tell.