crossing over fields of white... ever so tightly try to hold on... begging pleading my voice carries on... loosing momentum as I push through the crowd...tossing and turning... a scream with no sound... a crack in the ice ... the echo profound...capturing her moods in different shades of blue... collecting peripheral glances often left askew... hiding behind numbers in a common row... begging for comment after the show... unwilling to fight so heavy and slow... your certain of course that you made the right move... the message delivered  a clue soon discovered... crashing through memories for the first time in days... trying to navigate and Focus and just follow through... process taunting... position fixed... solitude and silence fighting to exist... struggling to seek the calm inside...over and over i try to connect... choose your palate and color me in... content and secure as as canvas comes to life... i forget for a moment  that darkness brings light... before long eyes open, become clear, and gain focus... overwhelmed and surrounded, fight and flight feelings, no longer vested... take control, fast forward and focus describe what you see... blurred objects desperate to somehow conform... original shapes dont go with the norm... step out on your own and stretch your mind... Envision the picture, create your own lines... right to left, up and down, side to side and round and round... before long you notice that what you see..  are the lines becoming you... and you are me...
-Kelcee All