A wall of deep blue, 

Like the darkest blue shades of dumortierite 

Climbs, crawling 

Like a huge, unstoppable 12-foot-tall beast, forwards--

Closer, ever closer--

Towards us as if to swallow us up into its unending depths

Where light never shines,

And a chill fills the air, a surreal sickness overcomes me

As I realize

Why Lovecraft, sailors and islanders so fear the sea.

Last night I had a dream

About you,

and I,

and everything;

And when I woke up

I couldn't 

Help but

To feel rather sad.

For I still remember 

Those days

When

We first met,

Back when I was always

Silent

And you were

A complete chatterbox.

Maybe we still are, opposite ,

And yet

We kept rising up

Up, up, up the ranks together;

Together, always stuck together,

To the point

Were we'd bicker 

About every little thing.

Back at graduation when I was

Certain

You'd win

And you were sure I would.

I got the highest score of our grade

in the end;

You were right--

But victory tasted bitter to me.

All those days before, when we joked

And played

Soccer and quizzed

Each other, always vying for the best;

All shattered with that revelation.

Yes,

Because 

I won: I was now the best.

But perhaps what you never knew

Was that I

Was truly, horribly 

Depressed, and when we drifted apart

I really, truly, had nothing left,

But still

The rift widened

And look at us, how far we are apart today...

When I look at myself now, I'm nowhere, with nothing;

But look

At you, up there

Soaring, chasing your dreams, in a good school, successful;

So very far, far away. Not in distance, but you really

Are so very

Far, far, far away;

You got everything you ever wanted, without even being the very best

And look now, where am I? Stuck in a small town

Far far away 

From you, from everyone;

Who's to say I had a goal in the first place?

I never wanted to win, I was just a lonely girl 

Who met

An outgoing,

Loud girl who still came off as a bit of a loner.

And then those two girls once

Became

Friends, then

Drifted apart after a few years when some things happened;

Who's to say that was just a dream...?

In fact,

I'm pretty sure 

That's what really happened.

You may not 

Be the one

I've set my sights on,

But don't think I

Forgot about you;

I still remember

All those good days

We spent together.

Bluebird, bluebird

Fly so high;

Soaring, soaring

Thru' blue sky;

Endless vying for lands, far-flung;

Vast seas n' sky full o' glory, left unsung.

Forever

~~~~~~~~~~

Changle of charms sway,

The crisp sheen of gem-inlayed

Gold, warm sand stinging;

What a glorious sight to

See, all one's life-- Forever.

I don't know why,

Though I know you hate me;

But stop hurting me day after day;

Just leave me alone, 

Stop trying

To nip and rip and clip

My already broken wings

Just let me quietly

Go, 

Let me fly far away,

So far you'll never know

And I'll never be a bother

Ever again. 

No, I'll fly so far,

I'll be swallowed by the sea

And you'll never

See me ever

Again. 

What?

Poetry,

Poetry that sings songs

And spins colours of feels;

Why?

Escape,

Escape from it all, to run off,

And to push it far, far away;

How,

Pain

Pain that spawls endlessly thru'

Anger and sadness and emptiness, too

Quiver

Shimmer

A rolling sea of golden amber

Tip

Topple

The clatter of quartz counter on glass bottle

Quiet

Then swish

A tire flies by, doused in puddles with a hiss

Tat-tat

Tat-a-tat-tat 

The heels of a jogger strike straight and flat

Bustle, Rustle, Clang clang clag

The city, a matopolis

Chirp, Whisper, la la la

The town, quite silence

If only there was in-between,

but there is only black and white,

no yin and yang.

Oh sigh 

pick up the papers and get to work, there's

not much time left and you 

dont deserve a break in any form, you

shouldnt need one anyways since the

projects you do are barely hard, and

when you go home you have

an hour to relax, isnt

that just fine? 

gosh, someone find me a new secretary, this one's

broken

beyond repair and she wont answer me when i

tell her to get me my coffee,

come on, darlin', suck it up and

sit back down at your desk, there's

still four more hours of work for you.

pick up the breifcase and leave the office, there's

so much more to do and you

take such long breaks but i cant say a 

word, since im just a secretary under your

rule, and the projects i do are awfully hard, but

complaining means an extra hour of

work and that takes away from my free time,

although most nights i barely have the strength to 

fall asleep at night but

thats just fine, i lie

gosh, someone find him a new secretary, my soul is

broken 

beyond repair and i cant get up and get your coffee, just

fire me already, sir, i'm not your darlin' and

i dont care about the remaining work,

you can do that for once.