Chaos

tainted smile mishaping your identity as you carry on day by day with a masking smile- unprententious real without a reason to feel down. All confidence stripped, while the waves crash at shore and the untrimmed grass still growing- to remind you that life goes on. Time is still- frozen you endure everyday with a level head afraid not what of was but afraid what will become- become of you become of all else it's THAT fear that grasps your arm. Clenching so tight that the nails puncture through your skin a painful setback only one you feel yourself. Seagulls drop clams, they fall helplessly onto the rocks and their beaks scoop them up after they're broken, empty fallen apart- a mirror image of your own life your own dignity your own strength it's only too late before you capture reality- a grip too tight on a slippery surface you wait anticipating serenity that place where the teal ocean ripples onto the shore instead of the crashing white caps that drown the neighbours child- where sharks are tame and time is suspended an oasis far away to a place you long for to hide away- where all questions are answered and fears are conquered a heaven on earth or so to say