Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
The water from the reservoir
Is entirely stagnant.
As I hover the water,
The eyes of my reflection rendezvous.
In that moment I began to apprehend
That I truly looked demoralized.
The tears from my cheeks cascade,
And the still of the water is interrupted.
The soft undulations ripple away
Along with the depiction of my reflection
That had scarred the human psyche.
~ceramic-feelings
The street gets narrow.
As I skim the horizon,
Cars disseminate.
~ceramic-feelings
The color of mahogany
Begins to drape my thoughts
Until it's all I can see.
The difference between
Fantasy and Reality
Is really only
The difference between
Open and closed eyes.
~ceramic-feelings
Even in the darkest hours
My eyes lie bright and open
Not to be faltered by dreariness.
I go three nights,
Wide awake,
And silent during the most boring nights
Of my whole life.
And once again,
I lie awake at 7:14am on Tumblr
Complaining about my inability
To rest my thoughts
Because maybe they're overcoming me
And maybe i'm so consumed
That they wont let me go.
My thoughts won't complete,
And I can hear them cycling
All at once in my head.
I just lay here,
And my thoughts have become
So unfathomable.
I can't hear the words of my own thoughts,
I can only feel the colors.
Pink pouring out of my ears,
Yellow from my eyes,
Red throughout my fingers as I type.
My eyelids, relentless.
I have no purpose in sleep.
~ceramic-feelings