The sirens of the past bring hope for the future. as our memories collide they form one writhing colourful mass of nothing. your eyes are the center of the collage of change. the change takes place in the deep abyss of our minds. unknowingly we step into the black hole of forever. the spiraling colours of this certain love fall together in the oblivion that is my lonliness. my smile bounces back from your incoherent stare, as my wish is slowly demolished. you reflect my inner turmoil in your damn music that tears at my mind every nite. my dreams, i see you there, but i cant reach you. the staircase turns sideways. you sit at the top. untouchable. even by the deepest of emotions imaginable. laughter exudes from your still mouth while you look down at my feeble attempt to make it to the top. i reach out to you and you turn your face away, just as you've turned your own back on yourself. you amount to nothing, yet everything. this poem was actually inspired by a dream i had. i wrote it on post-it notes becuz i could find nothing else to use.
