Scattered dreams speak through the grass
my mind lingers, reaching critical mass
I lay my head to rest upon the earth
a lost heart contemplating its worth.
Rising, my tired feet carry me to an edge
I remember a promise to promise, a pledge.
I gaze at the ocean below and as it weeps for me,
I lean in the wind and will my concience to flee.
There are no tears in this moment, no fear
breathing, I realise I am not there but here
above myself, watching a soul testing its line
my heart pounds in a scream, a nightmare's sign.
3 days ago