The sky
A reflection of the sea.
Is that what I am?
A reflection of who I want to be?

It’s wrong
That my words are gentle ripples.
When I want them to be
Roaring oceans.

My reflection is a sea
Trapped inside a raindrop
I’m going to break free
With crashing waves inside of me.

I am a still body of water.
Motionless and patient.
Determined to disappear into the bigger picture.
Slipping through the cracks of thoughts.
Always unnoticed.
I can be nothing.
I am.
That is
Until there is a rock.
Tossed into me.
Into my very depths.
Making every part of me move with life.
Everything awakens.
I feel like some part of me is different.
No longer calm and still.
But alive and well.
And just like that
A few ripples are created.

I sat at the edge of the river dipping my toes into the cool water dreaming of another life.
I watched the ripples and the little fish thinking life must be so much easier to just swim around.
I figured they don't have to worry about romance and love.
They don't know what heartbreak truly is- pain and madness in a never ending loop.

I thought... just one last thought before i put my shoes back on and headed back to reality.
I thought, life is like the ripples in the water.
Our problems start so small, then ripple out and eventually...
they start to faded away.