Cold Benevolent Reality
Foul mustard yellow sand suffocating me with their sharp piercing mineral hands
Starless darkness enveloping me with hatred and betrayal
Amnesia diffusing through my body, taking away my soul, my identity
Who am I to believe there can be hope in this world
For humanity
For my loved ones
For my innocence
Who am I to believe there can be hope in this world
The glistening red and yellow and orange burning me to ashes
There are equations that can’t be solved
Lives that can’t be reborn
Who am I to believe there can be hope in this world
Fear strangling the innocent
Blinding those that protect us
Stereotyping those that can change the world
Who am I to believe there can be hope in this world
Never again will I forgive
Wanting to crawl into a black vortex
Drifting in darkness...away from life
Who am I to believe there can be hope in this world
Devil beckoning the living
Exhausted of living in quicksand
Disturbance of peace extracting what is left of me
Who am I to believe there can be hope in this world
Shadows swallowing those that trust
Exterminating humanity in me
Should I Just Give Up
WHO AM I.
But then again...
The bright angelic sun illustrated on my peach white skin like a masterpiece
The radiant waves enveloped me with smells I can not defer clearly
Love…
Peaceful at last...
The sand caressed every inch of my body like a warm blanket
Hearing the trees whisper as I listened
A sigh of relief flushed out of me
Peaceful at last...
Seagulls caroled through the sky
The wind luring me into the scintillating sea
Translucent water protecting my bare skin from the ever blazing light above
Peaceful at last...
As I touched the water with my fingers…
Dancing ripples emerged endlessly flowing through the crystal-clear water
Light from the blushing sun reflected in the water like shimmering stars
Peaceful at last...
Every inch of my body is revived with blissful water
As I floated on the lucid lake of reality…
Maybe there is hope…
This is who I am.