I'm checking for the ocean in the pearly shells....
I'm out searching for something and till i have it
its just that sweet....
discrete
nothing..
I'm listening to my inhales...
looking for a pattern....
the secret that keeps me...
in
pace
in place
I'm looking under my bed tonight...
finding nothing
i cant say
i thought there would ever be more...
all in a moment
one spec of time...
held in my breathe and realized
I'm wasting my tI'me
dead
alive
i still inhaled to many tI'mes
my lungs burn with plead
my lungs seam to disagree
fighting my end
they hold my chest against me
teaching me
im just stuck between
me
in one exhale
i feel the world swallow me
its not that i cant die
my life just doesn't?t agree with my decision to be
nothing
but bulk
space between
dirt
the casket in my pocket grows...
flowers over my grave and im still not able to dig
deep
win over death
with my blue eyes
and keen sense....
my hands don?t look the same
one side touches my face more often...
holding my tears deep
in-between
in
between
smother the muffles
choke me please
cause my lungs dance to long
in the
......in betweens......
im leaving the sky......the grounds solid
comfort to the gravity ......like the end was meant to be...pulling me down
gravitational pull
since i was born it was already known....
meant to be under, the gravel gives to my feet...
folds
not suppose to be
in between
the sky
and earth
but still
my stance holds...
 
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