My time at the lake was serene.
No surprises at all, no sounds to fill up the time.
I did it for the sake of sanity, for a moment to rest.
The day passed quickly,
Fish were captured slowly.

We began to dance
in hectic, sickly motions.
Pathetic swirls and dips
meant to shake loose the tears
and sharp pangs of anxiety.

They were stab wounds
driving somewhere deeper

The tick of the clock.
Those passing seconds that made
everything so much more
Dangerous.
I was on the verge on not being there
Anymore.
You were fast on your way to going entirely

The world is closed off
And has blocked all entrances.
Keys have been delivered to
Those special happy few
And most don’t deserve the favor.
So I’ve been passed over

Sleeping with my eyes open,
I can't be moved.
Dreaming without color,
I can't be bothered.
Hearing without sound,
I can't be disturbed.

Running away from the rational

She runs like fire
towards her goal.
Feet glide on sand
with the most angelic movement.
Air behind her rythmically
pushing her foward.

What if this isn't real?
Taking away each drop

Lets just stay quiet.
No one talk, no one breathe.
This is what it looks like
when we've reached the end of our road.
This is refusing to make another connection.

From the Universe
I recieved a life preserver
to rescue me from storms and rain.
This life preserver came with a hole
ripped mercilessly in the side.
So this damaged last hope is

I looked at you like that
and then the ground froze.
Like Sweetness and Sadness married
and brought the Winter in.
Nature heard what we said
and decided it was too soon to be Spring.

The walk thorugh the
Emptiness was lovely.
I called your name so loud
it sounded like a scream.
But the Silence grabbed it away
before it even left my mouth
and burried the intention

This place is what we wished for,
A home that became more like an obsession.
We packed our dreams into the walls
And write our story on the floorboards
With each passing day.

My trail and my nesting place.
I found what I was looking for
Burried beneath every stone
Upturned and waiting behind tall
TREES.

There they are.
They strain my heart when I walk past