Never Truly Alone

You often sit alone,
But never have you known.
Your scars have always been seen.
And to think of hanging one last time,
You mustn’t be fine.

You’re like looking at the ocean,
Blue, bright and bold.
With the same type of motion,
Splash, crash and whoosh.

Through this shared time,
It’s been a rough line.
I will be here with you
And forever it will be true.