I close my eyes, wishing this nightmare would end yet when opened they are still there.

My escape, my solace is where, I do not know, I do not understand.  A smile, I look the other way, yet it comes back

I look at myself from a distance, arms folded, hair flowing in the evening breeze looking onto the shore.... thoughts nothing but in silence, in questions so much to the extent that they have left dumbfounded.

I would take to flight if I'd know where resides my niche, for it is unknown, it is hidden .... wonder if it is hidden for does it exist?  I wonder. 

Rain droplets splish splash on the ground, drenched in it as it hits my body, my palms ... I wish, I wish to stay there and time stops right there .... i dream to encounter

Time evades memories, if of sweet nothings then also of vilest vitriol...... but does it when it returns, and it comes back to haunt....whispering, lurking right there....