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Naomi Aug 2018
Im trying to breathe in -  to breath out.
Underwater.
- dark and serene,
so quiet and untouched.

And so on,
comes a moment- in which the human mind seems to hush

and all that is left.. is your blinking heart and the sun rays resting
on-top of the crystalline water.

All your troubles sink away while you test your lungs strength fighting for your worth.

Your purpose- in this never-ending ocean- is a- beating heart in an unnatural state.

A state in which you --> human,  acknowledge (pause) how lovely it is to sink. To just be present in the drowning sound.

It is when our mind is deeply quiet that we realize how beautiful life is. It is when the outside world seems to hush that we realize the loudness of our living.
underwater thoughts sunny days summer haze living is an art
Naomi Jul 2018
That summer the wind blew my soul. It blew me to the minds of the good. It blew me to the arms of comfort . I let go of the string that connected me to the floor and asked the wind to guide me towards the door. I no longer listened to the voices that would make my head spin. I forgot what day or month it was... I was simply living, but in the way us humans are not programmed to live, not a typical work day, but a typical carefree day. I just simply forgot time.
Naomi Jul 2018
Even numbers _even numbers
No one chooses odd~ they can’t be split in 2
See, the odd will be lonely forever.. while the even will find love.
We only appreciate those who can give to society.
Go away you odds.
2-4-6-8 who do we appreciate ?
Even people even people


Even during math we are haunted by our deepest fears.
Naomi Jul 2018
Somehow, life drifted me away from the ones who knew.
Somehow, bliss  remained when all I knew echoed away.
life seems to always miss my direction.
While time ticks  clockwise towards the end... I counterclockwise - towards the beginning.
I never really followed lifes rules.
Or maybe those rules never really followed me.
I leave when I love the most.
I miss when they hate the most.
I give when I  lack.
And I lack when I  flourish.
I miss who I am when lost.
I forget who I am when  found.
Naomi May 2018
Clover take cover!
People pick you to soothe their bitter reality.
You may be the lucky one, but you cannot escape the harsh hands longing for you.
After all, everyone wishes to quiet down their demons.
Oh clover, take cover!
If only you didn't give people promise.
If only you ran away from your own utopia...... like those **** leprechauns you once called your friends.
"Chase the golden coin",
-But, dad always says,
"Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold"
Oh clover, take cover
Naomi May 2018
I crawled back to the life I said I was over with.
I drank to the brink of implosion- for them to say I was over it.  
I smoked to end my clear breathing- to say this is living.
I danced to the end of our song- to say we never belonged.
I drove to the end of the night- to say I see a new light.
I dived to the end of the sea- to say I no longer agree.

You never deserved me. My love was too much for you.
love is a broken thing
Naomi May 2018
Its exciting
To run through the light
To escape the forever days
To escape the non stop reality
To release the naive child
Who loves and explores with glimmering eyes
Who chases butterflies that run away from her
Who speaks to dead toys that come alive for her
Who sings a madeup melody for the dead
Who splashes with color the suffocating white walls
Who never looks back
Some love was meant for the young
Some love was meant to remain the same
Darling,
set the child free
let her run with the wind
let her fall and rise again
let her love the wild
let her messy hair untangle her thoughts
let her be
She is a child after all
She is only learning
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