The sadness came in waves, so I strayed from the ocean,
but keeping my distance made me lonely,
for I had no place on land.

I longed for the currents.
push, pull,
happy, sad.

When I was with the waters, I was joined by a mix of joy and sorrow
yet when I was away, I was joined by no one.

My friends hurt me

but I wont tell them

I just push them away






and i'm left alone

With our hands and a light we built a castle to keep us safe,
and hide us from the thoughts of death that haunt us in our sleep

Brick by brick we pushed the demons out of the dark parts of our minds,
with each brick engraved with a poem - that helps us stay alive

With our hands and a light we built a door with a lock,
to let lost souls into our kingdom and to block out the thoughts

Refugees come to the sanctuary to sleep and to stay,
until the sun climbs from behind the trees and starts another day

With my hands and a light I held a paper and a pen,
I wrote a poem to the world to let them know they have a friend

And they can all build castles too,
and feel safe in their thoughts,
remember that you are not alone,
and that it's US against the dark

Clawing against the walls of my skull are the words I want you to hear,
begging and pleading to leap off of my tongue and find comfort in closure,
but the words are tied down by fear:

loss and isolation.

Making sure I dwell in a purgatory of a perfect medium between us being fine and a possibility.