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.... 

Dark ghosts reside .... everywhere, anywhere, yet nowhere to the common eye

Stand up again, I strive to; knelt, yet knees seem to be fixated, unable to move ..... 

The struggle is inane, void as many a tries... i fathom to try to find truth but maybe let go,

For it is tiring, very tiring.