Sea Me

A Poem by Dina

Just something to help me hold it together at these hours of the night.

Looking past an ocean of clones I see home in the distant horizon.
On the ocean bed, a light house awaits me.
Wanting me to be free, the waves lure me in.
Alluring wale hyms seduce me into a state of submission.
I buckle at the knees.
Tears blending in with the misty sea.
These people do not see me.
I am a reflection of innermost thoughts and perceptions.
Projections attack me like an imposter from inception.
My eyes stare vacantly, but knowingly.
This numbness is home to me.