Stare up,
I see escape,
A universe,
Overflowing with,
A million curiosities,
Waiting to be found.

Stare up,
I see beauty,
A whirlpool,
Of pretty fairylights,
Dotted on the ink,
Soaked sky.

Stare up,
I see wishes,
The eyes of,
A hopeful child,
Who believes in,
The night time magic.

Stare up,
I see home,
A place I belong,
Even if I,
Am an alien to,
Them.

I stare at you
To my eyes you are foreign
You've changed so much
I have finally forgotten
Who you used to be

Years in the making
Yet days in the breaking
You've finally faded away

Time has come between us
Too many days you spent
Angrily humming out a tune of broken friendship
Too long you leant on a discord
Letting closeness lose its grip

My photographs are the only reminder
That you weren't always this way
This moment I see a stranger
A different person everyday
But in them I see my friend
It's in the memories she stays

Dark stripey laminate
Sits comfortably underneath us
As we paint out a million colours
Into the dimly lit air
Silent tears roll off rosy cheeks
Yet somehow they are met
By the realness of happy smiles

We talk for what feels like hours
We talk about love
We talk about hate
We talk about monsters we haven't shared before

By the end
We are floating
Feather light from the weights we have shed
We grab our hands tight together and
Fly off to the stripey duvets next door

Tired eyes
Tired tongue
Blatant lies
Heart numb
Love me now
Love me never
Think I know
You'll choose the latter

Wilted flowers,
Dying by the closed window,
In the the darkness they cower,
Suffering through the lack,
Of days spent with you.

These flowers jewel my childhood,
The colour in my photo book,
Now distant, cold and grey,
Petals falling each time,
 A maybe doesn't come to life.

Flowers see the mask,
The man hidden beneath,
A shadow of who he used to be,
Or maybe it was always pretend,
I was just to blind to see.

A cinema of films,
Conjured up by the mind,
A place to live in,
Whilst you leave today's life behind
A castle coated in gold,
A drawing done in sliver,
A place were stories are told,
Only in the good light

An escape route from reality,
Who wants to think,
Of your present responsibilities,
Let'***** the rewind button,
You can always delve deeper,
When in the past and,
Life is always sweeter,
When the bitter is removed.

Golden eyes
Strike her as she slips
Through the door to twilight

She knods to them and
Swiftly turns away
Hiding out amongst the oak
As the eyes hunt down their prey

A tender tiptoe snaps a twig
The pupils fix on her
Startled she stares back
And their glow begins to near

Stumble, gasp, fall

Their shine leaves her entranced
As they pass their magic on

Haze seeps into her surrounding
Her eyelids snap shut
Her head begins to grows heavy
As the precious metal of success
Begins to lay it's tracks

Heart racing,
Blood pumping,
Sweat dripping.

Air thick,
Ground wet,
Footsteps heavy.

Fear revving,
Anger laughing,
Normality waving.

Branch snap,
Breathe fast,
Hide well.

Damage done,
Regret building,
Memories mocking.

Voices startle,
Growing nearing,
Pain awaits.

My ocean
My sea
Swallowing me
Carefully
In your
Fibreglass
Arms

The sound of sitting in the cold,
Arms locked tight together,
Nor lies or truths are told,
In the silence of tonight

The comfort of hip to hip bindings,
Of breathes tangled together as one,
Of reluctant tears streaming down battered cheeks,
Of smiles about to come

The quiet warmth of a hug,
So fitting to this loud moment,
And the clasp of a hand tugging,
On old, colour faded, hoodie strings

The glowing of the street lamps,
Lighting up our once grey faces,
Showing it's stamp in silence,
Love need not have a voice

Snuggled in your arms,
I feel safe,
I feel warm,
Protected from the shadows,
Just you and I,
The monsters can't reach us tonight.

Distorted thoughts,
Amplified by the darkness,
Growing loud in sound,
And further away,
From what's real,
But you
            don't
                   know,
The label you put,
On the old sliver mirror,
Is somehow an illusion,
Tonight,
Everything is bright,
Everything is scary,
Everything is endless

What was once simple,
Is now a world of worry,
Stress sprouting like trees,
From the overgrown garden,
That is your tired mind,
It tries to run,
Exhausted from trips,
To the shadowy spots in your head,
Right now,
Everything is blinding,
Everything is terrifying,
Everything is endless

Shaking,
Mind racing so fast,
It could out speed a race car,
But not before your heart and lungs,
Win first and second prize,
And they all stand on a podium,
Over looking your sanity,
Now,
Everything is here,
Everything is now,
Everything is endless.

Deep canyons of regret,
Etched clumsily into the soul,
The pitiful burning of a lone twig,
A message written in coal,
The hesitation,
That brutally murders dreams,
The questions,
That rip adventures at the seams,
The desperate rescue attempt of a flower,
Days ago dead,
The late night wonder,
Of all one could of said

A look down upon,
A once joyful photograph,
Now locked down by,
A shattered pain of glass,
I smile,
Even though I'm in pain,
Staring at tainted memories,
Whilst walking through the rain,
I thought you were sunshine,
Before I knew the definition,
Know I understand,
You were toxic all this time.

A melancholic feeling,
Washes over me,
Now I know you were stealing,
The meaning of happiness,
And replacing it with self loathing
And self doubt,
You were all I had,
I didn't know what without you,
Looked like,
So like the trees,
I tried desperately to hold on,
To golden leaves already fallen.

I know I need to let go,
You make my world duller,
But you are still my black and white,
Even if my world has colour,
It's difficult to let you fall,
I know that it might break you,
And I don't want shatter your bones,
Even if you broke,
My patchwork, beating heart.

My feet buzz againest the hard wood floor,
They want to escape,
They dream of more,
Than this grey skies uniformity

They want to pitter patter,
Againest alien surfaces,
They want to know what matters,
The most in this misty life.

They want to live their fantasies,
They want clarity,
To have a monochrome rainbow,
As their reality

They want to splash though an icy river,
That carries joyous smiles,
And less than carefully calculated,
Phone dials

They want the moonlight,
To bonce off their paper skin,
To be able to make memories,
To share with kin

They want to tip toe,
Up creaky stairs,
To bring best friends up,
To their sunshine lairs

They want to fall in love with the certainty,
That tommorrow brings,
Another day unfolding just as perfectly,
As the last