skipping stone
smooth, flat the darkest tone
of grey
one skip
        two skip
               three
the water ripples at the touch of stone
like cold lips touching for the first time
seemingly sliding over the liquid mirror
reflecting the ever slowing stone
splash!
A unexpected crash
sinking, falling through the cold water
darkness in the depths
coming to rest on a bed of stones
cold, wet, lost to the world at the bottom of a lake.

The square
keep inside or be cast aside
your now afloat on lost tides
for daring to seek outside the weak minds of people trapped inside a box of the majority.
Fighting for a voice amongst the singular "bah" of all the sheep.
A new view a different crew, opinions changed looking out for yourself instead being another parrot on the shelf.
We looked outside the box
only to be thrown away like rocks
fit the the four walls or don't fit at all
a world with so much potential yet we cant stop fighting and destroying each other and mother nature
maybe we need to have a look at the view
outside
The square

Flickering lights, an unusual fright
Sitting alone
Scrolling through my phone

A curtain shifts in the moonlight
A door creaks closed, a breath of wind
I suppose
Window left open, I'll go close

Wham! the door slams open seemingly on its own
Shattering lights, pitch black
A scream so loud, my mind about to crack
I scamper for a door, futile in my attempt to escape
Black eyes impossibly stand out in a already black house
Fear holds me from releasing a tear
A dark figure, claws twisted, rippling muscle
pure white teeth glistening
Run screams my mind, legs a failing
One step, two steps, three
Looming above me a crooked smile forms on rotten lips
It has me in its grip

Open my eyes, heart rate raised
I feel completely dazed
A nightmare of the crazed

12:43
My mind is droning endlessly
Of words beyond simplicity
Breaking through the earth a tree
Of beautiful leafless poetry