Olivia

Olivia Oct 2018

Maze

My mind is a maze.
You’re not the one trying to find the entrance,
I'm the one trying to find the exit.
I am the lost one
The outcast
The one who wanted to understand the world
The one who was betrayed
The one who wanted to laugh
The one who had dreams.
And I thought we shared the same dream
I thought we were together
Hand in hand
And that we were moving forward
In the same direction.
But you left me.
You left me here, alone, in my own maze.
The dreams I had started to vanish
And the trust I put into you just disappeared.
I had a dream with you
And now that dream is only mine.
The dream we once shared is now my dream.
And as I keep it with me,
I try to find the exit of my own maze.

#maze

Oct 2018

Cné

If You Are The Ocean

if you are the ocean
then I am the mist
that kisses the morning
the way I’d want
to be kissed

if you are the ocean
then anchors aweigh
we'll sail through the evening
and on to the light
the daystar is dawning
we'll keep to the right

like Peter and Wendy
to Neverlands' door
we'll sail on forever
and touch every shore

if you are the ocean,
come wash me away
to some misty morning
and there we will play

if you are the ocean,
then sing me a song
of sailors and treasures
and places long gone

if you are the ocean
come wash me away
to a place, together we’ll
forever stay...

#ocean #ifs

Olivia Sep 2018

The Unreachable

Two blue piercing eyes
A luminous sky
And your hand in mine.

Our breaths becoming one
A bright green esplanade
Two pigeons flying above the clouds
To reach the unreachable
To dream of being free
To leave what was once their land.

I’m biting my nails and you’re looking at me.
I’m wondering for how long you will stay this time.
Will you leave without a word
Or will you disappear ?
I know you will leave anyway…
Not that I don’t trust you,
It’s me, that I don’t trust.
I know you’re in my head
But doesn’t that make you more real?

I want to make a promise
To myself, to you, to your eyes, to the sky.
I want to promise you that I will fight
And maybe I’ll get closer to the unreachable.

I got this idea in class, was supposed to be in French but kinda like it in English.
Hope you like it xoxo

#unreachable #illusion #dream

Olivia Sep 2018

Who am I ?

Solitude kills me.
Their gaiety sickens me.
Over eighteen years living in a world I can't seem to fit in,
In a life I've never wished for,
In a body that is not mine.

Who am I ?

— The End —