Leaves on the wind, my thoughts are scattered
Dreams shattered, these broken words
Cannot contain this immeasurable feeling
This ocean of pain, deep sea of doubt
I cannot express and cannot stay silent
I cannot breathe and cannot think
Jumbled fragments and lost moments
These nightmares are commonplace
My broken body betrays my broken mind
And though I’m not dreaming of death
I think Death is dreaming of me.
You’re all the poems I haven’t read
And all the songs I’ve never heard
You are the ocean, deep and sad
You are an endless flight of birds.