My Mind is an Ocean.

As the years go by,
And with every stumble,
I feel my heart fill the sky,
Then hit the ground,
And break to pieces.

I spin around, lost within myself,
Lost within all the love I've cared to give.
All the love I've yet to give.
All the love I am,
All of what I am.

The stars are a blur,
the days are of silence,
my heart is but a murmur,
a prisoner to my own mind.

With the oceans of my conscious,
I've held you here for so long, it seems,
In a frozen world I've held you,
where I would never let you freeze.
So long I wonder, if I've forgotten how to breathe?

I find myself wandering down a road,
stumbling over the unknown,
painted vibrantly with the light of decision.
Filtered with all that’s good or bad in the world,
And all I can see is that warm light through the trees.
That lighthouse, that haunted lighthouse,
dripping all of its warmth across my vision,
like a ghost of what's to come.

What if I can’t turn back?
What if I can’t turn back?
Have I fallen too deep into someone else’s arms, for quite too long?
The walls go up, and I look all around,
I’m slipping, I’m falling,
I’m starving in this chaos.
In desperation for the silence to pull me under.
Turn me back, turn me back,
Take me far from my thoughts,
Steal me from these vast oceans I’m drowning within,
Turn back the time,
I’m tired of running.

Fill my soul with the oceans of your conscious.