Trapped outside of this glass ball we called life,
Looking into my own indiscretions of my heavy mind,
Clinching the cold, clear window pane of my life,
Pressing my breath along the numbed cracks of my heart,
Riving my fingertips against the hailing dusk of my
thoughts,
Memories tap along the silhouette of my shadows,
The glass starts to fracture abruptly,
Scathing me at every angle, I start to fall into this yawning
hole that consumes me,
Anchoring me into this pool of past memories,
Swimming to find a way out of this grey area that I’m weighed
in,
Cleansed by the lucid water that flows over my body,
Sinking into the bittersweet alibis of your lies,
Fighting to hold my breath while I am submerged into the chaos
of judgment,
Silently straining to feel my heart beat,
Disappearing into this mess we call life,
I let go…
