An angler fish, in her final days
Soon to be sent to paradise
Up above, far from her home
Down in the deep grim seas
Oh, all the things she had planned
But now she had no time
So she did what she wanted the most
She rose up from the depths
Watching as the water blued
And the rays penetrated the waves
She would finally see light
Light that wasn't her own
And as she crawled up on the sand
She sat, watching the eclipsing beams
Pierce the clouds
And so, her light faded
She rose up, welcomed to her new home
Where she could live in the light, forever.

Is there a point
Just to watch the flower wilt?
And watch the water cloud
As if it hadn't already spilt
Watching the monitor
Listening to the beats
Waiting for the fall out
And the rhythm to cease
Mourning the loss
Knowing it means nothing
They are gone
And that's the thing
Another heartbreak
But was it real this time?
Just like every other
Just short of sublime
What do you really matter for
In the perpetual race?
What's the point
If you're not in first place?
Global warming
A government cult
Supernovas
But it wasn't your fault
Out in the stygian seas
Do you have a purpose?
Or are you waiting for the candle to die out
For the end of the traveling circus.

Could we start over
Could we try again
In another universe
One where your bitter heart
Beat contently
In the rhythm of my own
One where you look at me
The same way I look at you every day
Catatonically watching your every move
The tenderness in my eyes
Without the numbness of yours
Looking back with aversion
A stare so lifeless
But so beautiful
Watching your eyes trace the room
And wander off
Hoping that I was in more than the peripheral
Just this once
One where you noticed me
Down the hallway
Lost in the thought of you
More than just brushing past each other
With nothing more
Then the breeze drifting towards me
The draft of the cold shoulder
So chilling
One where friends could be enough
Laughing together
Enjoying what little I could have
A familiar smile, yet so distant
In a universe where we were just rocks
On an infinite earth
Meaningless
Emotionless
But no less unlovable
One where we never saw each other
One where this never happened
One where I never dreamed of all the times
We could have been
In another universe
One where I never wrote this poem
Knowing you would never see it