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You were my ocean, my sky, my air, my storm
You draw me in with tracing eyes
Boundless waves break upon empty shore
Giving me what should be needed
- but greedy for more
You anger me with silky touch
You injure me with not enough
I want to break you like china upon iced stone
Miles over miles of secretly fragile porcelain
If only blind eyes did not fall upon what you atone
If only my deaf ears listened to your beat
Perhaps what was wished upon-
But no, I’m good at nothing but being discreet
Perhaps with a small bit of your courage I could-
But no, I never can never would
I think you see me in your reflection
I believe you to hear a truth
I think it rings loud and clear
-like frozen ice, solid air
I think it’s song be soft and sweet
-like warm soapy water, pale and fair
I want our dance to be more than rehearsed
-troubled footsteps, sad and cursed
But hark; you enjoy a show…
And as for me?
I hear a rhythm-
I toy at keeping beat.
And when it comes to the stage?
I find I have stilled feet-
If only you could take a breath
-Change your dance for a partner
If only I could find some courage
-This would stop getting so much harder
Perhaps then I would find a way to-
But no, I am good at nothing but being afraid
Perhaps if there were room on your stage-
But no, I supposed I’m more comfortable with my birds caged
And so the waves sing
a softly violent song
They crash upon a shore of ice
wishing it be gone
The ivory is cracked, ever so much so
Your sky is one of blue
-Sad, but warm and new
White and gold is your world,
Jeweled tear drops of dew
I am grey, a violent shade of rock and icy stone
It tosses about in a tempest,
Letting off lonely moans
Its sand is cold, cold enough to lie
Lying to you about being fire
-Burning off your flesh
When really it stills in silence
-Its stillness is dire
Much more so fearful, than a destructive match
For the darkness that is quiet
Is the kind that is to be afeard
It’s the kind that creeps in with rain
With a joyful laugh-
The kind that’s kindest word,
-is a harbinger of pain
A smile the final chance
Stay still now, my love
Keep your heart a beat
For surviving me, at its most
Is the greatest feat
I think you to be a fragile and messy feature
A tangled web in my life
I feel you beggining to strangle
The cimmerian shade inside
Softly now, I beg you to tread
A treacherous road I warn you of ahead
And too far you go
-Already this I can see
For you’re intoxicating
-And addiction has taken hold of me
And the way about addiction goes
It’s insatiable, and no good for both
One it drains,
- the other it strains
And grips into their life
Metalized claws dig into skin, crimson shale inside
Without reason it takes
all that you wish and not
Without logic it breaks
all fragile and strong
And I am not strong
Though the strength I shield from inside
I want to be seen as the ragged rocky shore
But I am only washed away
-never to be wanted more
And you are the sky, the waves, the wind
The boundless, fearless strength forgotten from within
You know your love, one never to move from sight
They always look to the sky, to the fearless waves and all their sun-sprayed might
And yet a million eyes, will never be enough
Not as long as you know there’s more glory to be won
More to prove, more to show
And yet there’s one thing you can’t seem to know
The waves never needed to prove their strength
The sand, it knows, every time its swept away
The sky never needed to show its beauty
The shore, it saw, when it was lost in it everyday
And yet day in and day out
I’ve always been lost in the count
Of every single one who stops to gaze
How to matter to you, was always a maze
One that i’ve been lost in for far too long
Violence has a beauty, that those of the darkest are drawn to
A tempest has an enticing way
The destruction in a wave
One that has crashed upon this shore
- for far too many days
The storm rolls in, and the waves toss about
They have an enticing song
-A dream of a way out
But there is the truth
Hidden somewhere between the mirth and folly
That the sea is bad for the stone
It weathers it’s harshness away
And yet it toys with its fancies
-Of being lovely and smooth someday
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