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Weeping nightly, before falling, diving,

sleeping, slipping into, the forever sea,

inky blackness, star lit, illumined, hauntingly,

tossing me into, dragging me down to,

a nightmare of tranquility, the abyss of space,

chasm of mind, the only tethers, in the softly glowing,

subtly flowing, forever sea.



The touch of your hand on my face,

enough to make, even a broken heart race,

and without it there, enough to make,

a broken man, break his sanity's, fragile base,

just to spite, time and space.



Sometimes think I've found you, simply found,

simple minded, illusions of grace, simply mistook,

the pain of belief founded, quickly unfounded,

left dumbfounded, tears with the barbs of a hook.



In the forever sea, I can touch you, and in your arms,

my grace exists once more, your face, always hazy,

but I never care, because your hands, make it, make life,

a pain, I can finally bear, without breaking.



You're the home I can never find, a broken soul,

the pair to mine, optimistic profusion, fed to an ideal,

an illusion, the hope that fires a weary soul, the light,

that fills, the gaping chasm hole, and you're mine,

if only you existed, other than, inside my mind.



Every night spent, every night sent, into dreams,

face still wet, burning eyes fading, into yester memory,

spent arms around you, is another day, gummed eyes,

cracking, waking, last traces of you fading, sunlight erasing,

the love, another day spent, aching, another day,

another way, in this, for this, mind to keep, breaking.



Neverwhere, somewhere and no where in between,

the dream sea, the forever sea beckons, with its coldly,

seductive promises, liquid tranquility, catharsis, ascerbic,

in quality, offers temporary respite from the glumness, numbness,

flavorless melancholy.



The chance to, hear your, soundless laughter, from your shapeless lips,

to feel the acceptance, of belonging, of the longing, in your touch,

illusory promises, of the optimistically, realistically, broken mind,

preferable, to another day, of the broken glass, of a shattered heart,

grinding against, the metal of, reality.