I am the depth of a mirror -
one quarter inch, or less.
Your reflection resonates,
like ripples on a stormy sea;
there are no ripples on waves you say,
I too, was this blind -
seeing only oceans and waves.
It gets better
with time,
you will see grains
and ridges,
furrows
you never knew were there.
In these times
you will wish, to lay under the waves,
to feel it all - you will see that this moment,
is all that you have
and you will want to be swept away.
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It turns into a cloudy day. Hazy in so many ways. The weekends dreams laid low by wine. Truths and falsehoods intertwine. I fall into monotony. The boredom's here, I'm all at sea.
What If you were to die later today?. Where would you go, what would you say?.
I lay back staring at the sky. Hints of grey & blue in between thousands of clouds, all different shapes & sizes, all being taken along on the wind.
Some days are days full of sharp edges and sudden dips, interrupted flow and disjointed thoughts.
I'm in muddy waters All is not clear Water of disillusion Will it cost me dear.
Your mouth can hide behind a smile, Your voice behind a laugh, Your scars can hide behind cloth and ignorance, But how can you disguise your eyes.
I dream so much. I dream at night. I daydream in the day. In the abundance of light. I dream in sadness and I dream in wealth. I dream in sickness. I dream of health.
I'm merely fallen ash. Fallen heavy but light. A dust so fine. A pitiful sight. A grey so dull. Lifeless and fragile. Upon the breeze. I'm carried for miles. Thrown to the side. Like I have no worth.
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