ashen reflex
8.4.06
i sit in the soft light
hands by my side
soft whispers coming
taking over the life
i stray in the background
blending into the night
the wet light pavement
coloured in neon light
i walk down the sunshine
a smile for all to see
no one looks directly
it’s so fearsome being me
in the half time
in the halls
there are ghosts here
there are no walls
i went off on a tangent
that became my life
i went out for a moment
and forgot my strife
if i never grow up
inside I will still be old
if i always feel too much
how much can I hold
i sit in the soft light
hands by my side
i break and pour softly
no one sees tears cried
i run with the water
i sit in the waves
panic and fear
where no one is saved
i fly with the dead air
i skim by the page
i tried to be known
blinded all with the clear
keep rounding the corner
i hide in plain sight
keep coming now and ever
things always get better