Your eyes twinkle differently. They don’t reflect the yellow from the sunflowers nearby but they seem to adore the tumultuous grey storm on the other side who knew one so mellow could suddenly harden maybe it hardened so it didn’t crumble -
but you didn’t realise the nature that surrounded you a fresh breeze blew over the calm lake green trees swung beside to provide you with shade flowers grew alongside, and handed you their delicate seeds they knew you would care for them even after they grew to become trees -
But you fell in love with the storm.
You became the ocean - almighty powerful, vast and destructive yet so alone no one ever saw you except for bare, faceless rocks or people who died taking their last hop you comforted life in your darkest depths but it never saw the sky above you and only ever mastered hiding in the comfort of the blue
you didn’t protect the seeds of the flower anymore those trees were too far away to shade you the calm breeze was replaced by a violent gale one that was too quick to move you
you may have progressed into the calm sea that is enjoyed or you may remain the storm but the salty sea will never be able to bring back the sweetness that is gone.
Exploring the multitude of consequences when the lake decides to metamorphose into the sea.
Hallow and empty is my heart A blank space that refuses to be filled grows Craving the unknown to quieten the voices in my head Words meant to heal me Like the medication hidden under my bed Laziness opened doors to apathy My worst nightmare invading my reality No words to reason what's going on in my head Having everything appreciating nothing Blackness covering my eyes Unable to see the blessings in front of me Gratitude is what's needed but no one is seeking it. Don't worry about tomorrow for tomorrow has it's own problems to worry about so they say Yet worrying about the past is what we specialise in