I inhale it like a cigarette.
It fills my lungs,
and blackens my mind.

A bright day shadowed,
by the thunder in my head.
The sudden catch of an anxious heart,
jumping off a bridge.

Like the bad taste of medication,
The pills stick in my throat,
I choke them down.

It's late,
and I'm alone.

And it's dark,
so the shadows hide better.

But it's quite,
so the thoughts project louder.

And it's late,
and I'm tired,
so I'm weak.

And I'm alone.

She was a dream,
As lucid as the sea,
And we sat in the sand
And laughed on the wind.

And her eyes,
A serene lagoon of green.

And a kiss,
Salty like the sea ****,
That washed up on the shore,
And danced under the waves.

And she was a dream?
That girl and me,
And her green eyes by the sea.