The waves are pulling me in deeper as my climb for sanity grows steeper.
I lie weightless at the surface, the ocean teasing me relentless.
My mind so high on this feeling, the Pacific finds it appealing.
They hug me closer and wrap around me snugly. I've never felt so secure.
I'm torn between the oxygen on the land and the liquid in the sea.
I drift further into the water where I can discover I can breathe.
I sway rhythmically in the ribbons and glide my hands across the seams; each stitch is a part of me, waiting to be set free.
This place is the first I've been to where the scenery is gray. It has never felt so welcoming as it does today.
But as I look closer into the ribbons, I see the colors of my dreams; the ones that are always with me, even if they're hidden behind the scene.
I float mercifully to the bottom as I prepare to meet--
The center of all meaning, down where I believe.
We dance around each other so graceful, we make music
As we pull towards each other and become one single being.
The light dims around me as the ribbons are pulled tighter.
They embrace me with a sense of all things lighter.
Their weight grows heavier and the pressure is preferable;
My body can't deny me any longer,
it folds under desire.
I crash into unconsciousness as my doubts, hopes and reality burn into a blissful fire.
I remain peaceful, at ease, as my spirit roams beyond time and space
To the place where nothing matters,
The place where I can once again, see your face.