Eyes glazed
Blood boiled
Fears cauterized
Hope annihilated-

Who gives a **** about my nightmares

When by a stroke of luck-
The clock struck
10-toes down on the ground-
Ceaselessly running from death

Voided entirely by thoughts-
Black and burnt

Who really gives a **** about my nightmares

Not me, not you, nor him, nor her;
Neither anyone else on this bruised marble we call home

**** nightmares and **** you

I'd rather not be

It the way your lips crinkle at the sides
when you smile,
or maybe the way your hair curls over your eyes
But something about you caught my eye from miles

away

I'm not really sure why,
Nor how,
Nor what,
Draws me in...

But girl whatever it is,
I thought I'd say you're beautiful.
But all that happened is this,
I just looked at you with a giggle

from

The deepest part of my soul,
Girl you're wonderful.

Its all about

You

Unconditional, Unintentional,
Yet forgettable in every aspect.
The only memories had slowly fade to Black,
Dwindling to nothing as dusk settles in-

Simple as that, forgotten

-Though from it's frigid grave the sun rises,
And your world is illuminated once more.
New memories to be made wait on the horizon,
But in the end you'll always be:

forgotten

Hidden beneath a silky veil,
Those eyes tremble with the truth.
Confused, lost, misunderstood,
These words you hold dear.

Perhaps it would be best if you stopped holding on,
Just let go-
Or instead perhaps you should grip tighter,
Holding on to a moment that will soon slip away;
Lost in a moment to the tumultuous sea that is life.

Confusion boils like water,
Though it does not evaporate.
It only hardens into mistrust and desperation,
But there is nothing easy that can be done,

Because the easy way out will leave only a void in which nothing but empty promises and white lies reside.

Oceans;
Deep blue, waving infinitely at the heavens.

The sky;
A simple reflection of what lies beneath, hidden from view by clouds.

The masks of those around you break slowly with time.

Filters falling apart like dirt crumbles, nothing remains but the truth.

Stuck in between true happiness and awful despair.

That, is where we lie;
In a world filled with insecurity and anxiety.

Because who knows what comes next:

Maybe, just maybe we are like the sky, a reflection misinterpreted by those around us.

Or maybe we are like the ocean, foreboding and filled with mystery, unsure even ourselves of what fills the depths of our souls.

The way the moon drips,
Losing itself beyond the horizon.
Whilst the sun begins it's ascent,
That's the feeling I've got inside.

I'm sorry I really can't hide,
Though you know for a fact I've tried.

It doesn't make sense to me,
How two people can crash together,
And immediately fly apart,
Both broken in two.

I swear it's not you,
I don't know what to do.

The world is falling apart around me,
Oceans crashing into shores,
Leaving wreckage in it's wake,
What is left is damaged;

Broken.

Mangled upon the beaches of life,
Stranded,
forever reaching towards the horizon.

Golden brown, crisp from the hot sun;
wheat waves in the breeze, dry and unrefined.

Deep blue, broken by nothing but the occasional island; the sea sends waves crashing to shore.

It seems as though you are caught in the same motions, the same waves of feelings.

Every day:
Wake up
Shower
Go to class
Go to work
Sleep
Repeat

Nothing really changes on a day to day basis.

So here you lay, eyes closed and breathing slowed, as you try to find emotion hidden amidst the waves of life