Fireworks break up the sky
like shattered mirrors
I'm always chasing mirrors
deep into the sea floor and far above,
they evade me
You would, too
But suddenly I'm the most approachable person in the world
a cigarette parts my lips
but doesn't part me from this cruelly inescapable world
foiled again, I give a bystander bumming a cigarette this token of acquaintance
I hope he manages to escape
Fireworks break up the sky
but they're supposed to unify
They deepen my loneliness always
enjoyed in groups,
people multiply
And I drown into the sea,
in the sand,
in the reflections of my mirrors
A glow bracelet shackles me to reality
My plan to escape shatters again
I have mirrors
But bystanders have mallets
Fireworks don't break up the sky
they fly
in puffs
and in the puff of a cigarette
I am gone again
voices of glee
remind me I am lonely
I'm crying but not for loneliness
for I am never truly lonely
I am surrounded by mirrors always
I cry because I cry,
I don't always know why
I chase these mirrors
but I never see reflections
or answers
Is it glory?
beauty?
appreciation?
I cry because it's momentous
a girl loves a moment in time,
anytime
Mirrors trail down my face
Fireworks break up time and space
I cease to exist
but I feel whole
as if my existence is exactly this
reflections, fireworks, and a wish
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 7:34 PM UTC
Fireworks break up the sky
like shattered mirrors
I'm always chasing mirrors
deep into the sea floor and far above,
they evade me
You would, too
But suddenly I'm the most approachable person in the world
a cigarette parts my lips
but doesn't part me from this cruelly inescapable world
foiled again, I give a bystander bumming a cigarette this token of acquaintance
I hope he manages to escape
Fireworks break up the sky
but they're supposed to unify
They deepen my loneliness always
enjoyed in groups,
people multiply
And I drown into the sea,
in the sand,
in the reflections of my mirrors
A glow bracelet shackles me to reality
My plan to escape shatters again
I have mirrors
But bystanders have mallets
Fireworks don't break up the sky
they fly
in puffs
and in the puff of a cigarette
I am gone again
voices of glee
remind me I am lonely
I'm crying but not for loneliness
for I am never truly lonely
I am surrounded by mirrors always
I cry because I cry,
I don't always know why
I chase these mirrors
but I never see reflections
or answers
Is it glory?
beauty?
appreciation?
I cry because it's momentous
a girl loves a moment in time,
anytime
Mirrors trail down my face
Fireworks break up time and space
I cease to exist
but I feel whole
as if my existence is exactly this
reflections, fireworks, and a wish
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