I get caught in the sea storm that is

your crystal blue eyes.

sometimes I wonder do you ever get

stuck in mine?

but your eyes are closed

when you look at me,

you're hovering over the sea.

but I still watch you mesmerized

wondering if I could ever get inside

inside your heart, becuase darling you're in mine

I dont think I can let you go

I know your heart belongs to another soul

I tried to say I love you but you

laughed at my run away heart.

my heart is running to you

but you're not the finish line.

sometimes I just wonder if you ever

get lost in that sea that is my eyes,

but every time that I look up,

you're hovering in the sky.

This is an experience

If you are afraid

Then leave

“What are you doing here?”

I heard a strange voice. It wasn't strange in a scary way. It was strange because it sounded un-human. I didn't answer because I was still trying to take in my surroundings. It was so empty but so full? Does that make sense?

The ground was an outdated carpet. Just like the one in my mothers house. The walls were made of a high pitched frequency. It burned my ears.

I heard another voice say “What are you doing here?” This voice was different from the last one. This one was definitely human. It sounded familiar in a way. “You know what i’m doing here” I screamed out. suddenly my eyes started to spin and I was laying on the ground.

There was someone- something in front of me. The figure contained no face. “Don't be scared little one” the figure tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, and then fizzled away into nothingness. Suddenly the roof was gone. And I was looking up at a lake. But the water wasn't falling. It was doing the exact opposite. It was floating in pieces around the room.

The water was a deep blue. Like someone colored it. I felt uneasy when the water faded away and I was standing again. A little girl was on my shoulders whispering “don't worry mommy, i’ll see you when we reach the end” she handed me a clock. It wasn't plugged into a wall yet it was still working. She wrapped the excess cord around my ankle and mumbled “good luck” with crazy eyes before flying away through the ceiling.

I looked at the clock that was given to me. There was something carved into the back “don't lose time, or you’ll forget to leave '' Leave? How do I leave? I walked around the empty room hoping for something. But there was nothing to be found. I opened a window and looked outside. He was watching. I closed the window and my breathing changed. Someone climbed over beside me and said “fall” what?

The figure disappeared. And suddenly I hit the ground, people were screaming around me all I could hear was millions of people screaming “you’re home, you’re home” I closed my eyes and I was suddenly on a plane.

why so much so soon?

Except the plane wasn't flying. It was falling. Falling up into the sky. That doesn't make much sense? Suddenly he was watching me again. He blinked and I fell into a little red room. It was a deep red. This room was full unlike the many others.

There was so much to do. Why would I want to escape? I rolled around on the floor and I felt like a little kid again. Oh no.

won't you stay?

the water is nice!

its filled with nothing but calm and delight!

don't go to the deep end because as your

mother always warned

thats where the other eyes lay broken and are still being mourned.

stop!

I said dont swim over there!

but you laughed and said that the eye wasn't being fair

I trembled in fear for your soul being saved

you said not to worry becuase the eye had your future

already paved.

do you ever

wonder

what is inside?

inside the

single mysterious eye?

not yours of course silly!

but the man in your mind.

but what if man doesn't want eyes?

maybe he doesn't want to veiw your world

maybe he wants to see the world

c u r l e d.

"no!"

I shout

you run fast behind me

you float up to the sky

but fall and hit a tree.

your head hits the ground

and "no!" I shout

but your thoughts were long gone

flushed down the water spout

we fished them out but all we found were

wasted years

of your attempt to run away in fear

that i would become the man who plucked out your eyes,

so now you blame me for false stories and lies

"no!" I shout

dont let me go

but it's far too late for he

flew you below.

look at the door

NO! dont look at the floor!

the floor holds your past

the past that made you run oh so fast,

away from the creature who contained no eyes

away from the man who spoke nothing but lies

look at the door and open it up,

do you see your body?

dont let it pick you up

for if it picks you up

you will never get to see

what the future holds

or what you could be

don't you see him?

use your eyes.

the ones he used for his disguise

to watch you while you fall asleep

to watch you say goodbye and

to laugh while you weep

he took your eyes

and hid them away

he polished them and put them up

on his display.

never trust the man with magic in his smile

or else you'll end up

like the others in the pile.

tomorrow was here,

he payed me a visit.

he knocked on my door

and sat down for a minute.

tomorrow told me I needed to savor

today, I was confused in what he meant so

I asked "In what way?"

he said live today like yesterday

you were told it was your very last day,

and suddenly I knew exactly what

he was trying to say.

"tomorrow payed me a visit"

I tried to tell the rest, but they thought

I was being silly, except one, who

looked very impressed.

they payed me a visit and knocked on my door

just like tomorrow had done, moments before.

we lived the day like tomorrow said,

never holding back.

and you wouldnt believe what we saw,

and we started to lose track.

Of all that tomorow told us,

but little did we know, that was his plan all along.

because when you arent afraid

you

can

never

be

wrong.

Do I remember when we were free?

You mean do I remember the way the sky

lit up above us when the moon decided to

steal a glance?

The way the flowers seemed to dance

around us, the way the trees swayed, never

holding back flying in the wind freely?

Yes I remember when we were free.

were.

past tense.

now the sky darkens without warning,

not sparing a thought,

and now how the moon

watches us with closed eyes.

The flowers are now nothing but crushed

petals under our feet,

the trees stay as still as

our minds on a cold winter

night.

Yes I remember when we were free.

were.