Imperfect WordsDaring, dreaming, disbelieving Drifting ever deeper, never resting Until I can breathe again Waitng for the moment, for the tide To wash me away, back to shore Back to sanity, to reality Leave behind the mindlessness The calm, unerring pen That sweeps across the canvas Of my thoughts, painting imperfectionsImperfect Words
ChoicesThe sensible reaction would have been to turn, to leave and never look back. The irrational reaction would have been to hate him for all of eternity. She was caught somewhere in between. She turned and walked away, giving herself to the darkness and the cool, crisp air as she walked along the road, uncaring of where she was headed. It wouldn't be long, and she would reach the main city streets, where the offending lights shine bright, ever lit, always glaring.Choices
It took not but a few turns, and she was on her way to the water, the ocean just beyond the city's limits, beyond the bright lights and the harsh noise. It was peaceful the
In the EyesDrifting in the space of time it takes to breathe And yet I've died a thousand deaths since then I'm calling for the misconceptions, the deceptions Sending them away, scattered to the windIn the Eyes
Facing what the mirror reflects, the horror The only face that I know, and yet I've never seen it before It isn't mine, couldn't be, even if Even if I twisted it just a little more
If we've forgotten what we're here for I think I still know, was once told, can remember And yet the words elude me, leave me speechless Dancing on the tip of my tongue, taunting me
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