A jumble of confusion,
Thrown into my world
as I repeatingly starve for words.
I toss these words
bleached with emotion
into heavy waters.
I open the heavy, aerosol cans of Neverland;
They burst in my face
allowing for overfilled tears begin to dwindle.
Rapids of relief and surveillance
take over me.
I become active in slaughtering my nerves
I almost taste stablity and serenity.
After I finish this hidden aspect of mine,
I sit back and watch my angry world take control