What is this placed on my plate?
A slime of what looks to be alive...

I feel locked deep inside my head
With thoughts that float and dance...

The thoughts are growing, forever overwhelming
Blocking away a sense of a sane reality...

She floats silently, lifeless
Looking for something to grasp...

The sky is waking, sinking, breathing
Furious winds churn through ragged branches...

A tree that sings belongs in my heart
Next to my rainbow colored unicorn...

Too many months passing by
Not enough of me writing...

One:
Living out your life to find the best...

I blissfully reach blooming springs
count ahead of me, wistfully singing melodies...

Living in a house where you used to walk
Where you used to live and breathe, hurts...

The dripping of my heart painfully
Leaking through my chest in agony...

My hurt burns to ashes
Blowing away with the cold winter night...