Strain

Windows, roofs and buildings. From where I stood, they seemed near. They weren't there, neither was the sea.
I saw waves and drowned in my thoughts. Moving back and forth; compromising. I saw a light. It wasn't there.
It was sunset, or so I heard. I seem to turn blind with no concious. I seem to ask for brightness. Must be my own dark side. It's all me.
The air goes to no where; lost and preserving. I watch it travel and lose track. I watch it race feelings I lack. I feel warm; must be morning. It's all me.
Have I told you about my fears?

I saw thunder, sometime before I could; moonlight and rain. Insecure, I kept my sight awake; bright yet fading. My hands were no more shaking. I stared at a sky. Air must have traveled away, I became alive and breathless; overlooked my soul and settled.
I don't wonder now. No, I don't feel the pace anymore. I don't want answers. I am good.

Doubt, hope and strain. From where I stood, they seemed close. They weren't there, neither was the sea.

Hurricane

I have counted days; made myself ready
I knew that I was on my way
Hours flew by. I knew where I stood
I kept my feet still. I was ready.
But I was lost;
cold;
frozen by words and rehearsed by air.
Just like the snow. Just like this memory
Where did i stop? When did i start?
I keep this hope. I plant this wish.
I'm with you; burning down with you,
holding on.

Stay if you have no where else to go,
but go - oh please go - if you have a shelter.

I won't keep you safe,
I know only how to keep this still;
space and sound, lost in these faces, trapped with no fences.
Our pictures have been changing.
We fade by the door.
We forget.
Storm visits every moonlit night.
Take what you're left and run.
Don't hide when you can run.
Don't linger.

The whole world is waiting;
staring at the sun.