Waves of soft ebony through porcelain shoulder blades
a mouth spoken of only true emotion
that allows my heart to sing.

In my mind
reality;
is an askew, blurred line.

Life lacks
happiness & laughs
whenever I'm not high

Waters carry me under the bridge to freedom,
the fire in my heart keeps me alive

The earth grounds me with its warm heavy soils
the wind warms enough to survive.