i look up to you tonight,
feel my breath rise and fall
with each inch that suspends
me from this earth and leads me
to a greater understanding
that we are all comprised of rising tides
controlled by the beams that
move the deepest reaches
within the very essence of
our truest selves

there are as many ways as there are persons, unique

my hair is naturally curly.
i straighten it
everyday.
my face is smooth
and clean.
i apply makeup to it
everyday.
my body is thin
yet curvy.
i frown in the mirror
everyday.
why do you define me
by my outward appearance?
why do you think
my face,
my hair,
and my body
are the only things
that matter?
i used to be so content
with myself.
i used to think
i was beautiful.
then society came along
and ruined that.
society came along
and told me
i wasn't good enough,
pretty enough,
skinny enough.
what about my heart?
what about the love that i lost
in an attempt to
fix myself?
what about my thoughts?
do they matter?
can't you judge me
by the content in my soul,
and the content outside of it?
am i enough now?
this empty shell
of the confident person
i used to be?
will i ever be enough?

There you found her
A child asleep among the stars
No one can touch her
No one can hear her moving parts
Her beaten heart

Here you have her
She cracks open dreaming eyes
Stars fall around her
Her ears awake to distant cries
Her heart's demise

And there you'll leave her
A now sentient, helpless being
No one to feed her
No one to sing her into the deep
Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep.

we are big on blue, here

you could be anywhere

but for sure riding our blue World

through a blue sky

next to the blue sea

looking through your very own blue eyes