I’m stuck in a pool
And I cannot swim
I waste another breath
Every moment I spend
I want out but
Keep on drowning again

For every time I do
Try to swim
Try to catch my breath
Heading towards the “top”
I hit the bottom and
And the water sinks in
Filling my lungs
The lights going dim

It’d be much easier if I open my eyes
But what I’ll see to no surprise
Would be the top
Where I am scared to go
So I keep on drowning

I looked up at the ceiling
and imagined the stars

as if I was lying on the ground
with the universe around me

As if the wounds
and words
never existed at all

We are all but
Images
In the eyes of others
perceived
In one’s own
believed
The truth
The lies
Dire
Premise
Fire and ice
Sugar and spice
Ingredients to life
Diluted
Created
Distilled
Images

I try to put the pieces back together and then cry when they cut me

A friend of mine told me
I write when I’m sad
She said it is as if I am in pain
And I said when I write it rains
When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark
And when I stop
The birds of the sky sings
Coming out to play as the sun is out