Emotion Flow.

A Poem

They ebb and they flow.
What was I thinking all this time?
Does it matter if it's not shown?
Indeed, emotions can't ring it's chime.
If ignored, do not frown.

The last time I muse about the past,
Was that because everything was revealed.
So unexpected to realize its not the last:
Can't find the rigid.
Can't let go the dusk.

They ebb, they flow.
Through the pavement
My emotions they flow
My thoughts without arrangements
They ebb and they flow.

Just deal with it. Accepted.
At least there are instants they mend.

They ebb, they flow.
Through the shore
My emotions they flow
My thoughts can't soar
They ebb and they flow.