De'Onte Rashaud Walker

why?

I can see your heart slowly drifting out into the sea.
As I softly call out your name.
I bet, you never stopped and thought that this would cause me so much pain.
And as I stand at the end of the beach and call for you in vain, you were the light house that went dull and I’m left without a way home.
I am a sailor without a compass in an uncertain sea,
And you slowly drift farther away from me.




Alto