You Are The Black Sea

{"I try to explain everything as much as I can, Though sometimes everything isn’t enough I extract components of my heart so you can see what has happened to me I have just a smile on my face to deceive rather than a problem because it seems to be Exquisitely pretty. Once my eyes lock with yours and nobody could see past that, Not even you, they go about their day, unable to look back. Luring the attention away from me, My favorite act. I feel the bristle of sensation caressing the back of my hand my heart in my gut my response delayed, not on purpose And once I feel spasms of the threat charted behind your poisonous words, you reek of venom cast upon your subjects. I cannot bear it anymore. My soul detaches from reality before I even know it it seems to be the only thing I have control over. If you describe me maybe the happiness that radiates upon my face, not shining the bright lights of a flashlight across my face into the nights of my life you will come across something. My pillow soaked underneath me quite contrary to your expectations, isn’t it? Deeper, darker, extravagant. If you maybe have the ability to see past me intricately, Without hanging off of his words by a lonely thread witnessing firsthand how the life of me is being sucked out of me and if you look even closer the water levels gushing against the occurrence of the last bits of me once I see, Who I want to be, Earnestly, Because I lose myself against the currents of him, as all the credentials roll in the very end. And, You can’t fight back."}