can you see
the ocean that rages beneath my skin?
constantly churning and crashing against my consciousness,
waiting for me to slip up
so it can pull me under and drown me in it's inky folds
can you see
the monster that lives in that ocean?
sneaking up on me in the middle of the night,
squeezing every ounce of happiness out of me
with tentacles that are black as pitch
can you see
the small, bright fish showing through the dark?
those are my thoughts of you
and they're the only thing keeping me afloat
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 10:49 PM UTC
can you see
the ocean that rages beneath my skin?
constantly churning and crashing against my consciousness,
waiting for me to slip up
so it can pull me under and drown me in it's inky folds
can you see
the monster that lives in that ocean?
sneaking up on me in the middle of the night,
squeezing every ounce of happiness out of me
with tentacles that are black as pitch
can you see
the small, bright fish showing through the dark?
those are my thoughts of you
and they're the only thing keeping me afloat
