curbdrop out of grace

stale blue nite

i am full of sadness and love,
like the ocean on a stale blue nite,
too calm to believe,
too free to be complete,
spread thin is the ocean,
across lands unmanned,
on a starry nite reflecting light,
creeps slowly across the sand,
unveiling the mystery,
all that is me,
that is not so unique,
that is not soul serene.
i beg you to wade,
maybe up to your knees,
but don't venture too deep,
or else you will sink,
i'm colder than i look,
yet warmer when you've been,
inside for a long awhile,
you adapt to my smile,
you'll see what's beneath,
covered waters running deep,
heart worn on the sleeve,
to protect what's underneith,
the weak mind crippled,
thoughts like ripples,
just adding to the whole,
too much to handle,
i am full of sadness and love,
like the ocean on a stale blue nite,
too old to believe,
that my life is complete.
this can't be it.

posted by fillshe @ 10:27 PM