Sleeping in my own reality
Serenity? Yet no inner tranquility.
How much closer can you really be?
I see you , feel you
yet I am not near you.
We are far away..
These winds are dead
My sails subsided in casting enough ****** to put me into your direction.
I have anchors bound to my feet
The chains cutting into my skin.
Longing to break free.
My conscious screams to the heavens.
You cant force anything that wasn't there.