Sunday, September 21, 2014

find me real

I arrange my face
into the pillow of my dreams
I have been dragged down
into the ocean's hollowness
waiting to drag me down
with all of the creatures
inhabiting it...
The sea maiden waiting
within me... is like death itself
I float through the sea
into nothingness
he and the ocean
are my dream
of what life could be like
the mist of the sea air
blurs my eyes...
it cannot be tears
for what will never be
I by myself
will wrap up in emptiness
never to be fulfilled
no one
to find me real... for them