C1: Fixation

C1: Fixation

Calling you beautiful is an understatement

Looking at your face (against the glimmering sun) spreading its rays to take more beauty from the world

Looking at your (shimmering) eyes giving it back

Sometimes sucking it all in and the rays in them become brighter, fiercer

Sucking me in

As I am left to feel or not feel at all the lightness of existence

(I woke up to an image in my mind that that inspired this image. It was of S looking at me through the corner of his right eye, as the falling sun and the ocean behind made it sparkle. We were standing on the pier arguing. Obviously, I embellished a bit to allow the moment its glory that can only be found in poetry, fiction, and our imaginative minds when we recall what could have been and make it more.)

Fleetingness: The Unbearable Lightness of Being

I miss you

And I can’t even see you

To think about you Gone

Makes me go insane

My head goes in circles

And I can’t take in the pain

So I stop and leave this mark (scar)

Again and again hidden in a river of pain

Since you were gone

My life is fallin’ apart

Nothing makes sense

Things are getting worse

I have no comfort in religion

My beliefs haven’t kept me

On a safe ground

I am shaken, shaken by agony and pain

Isn’t the answers I’m seeking

It’s this life

Which has been proven worthless

Nothing really matters or makes sense

And in all these sorrows and pain

Life, astonishing, goes on