The Inner Deep

The silent ongoing of people
Everywhere
Is so irritating, insistive
Pointless

I just wanna be nowhere
Be nothing today
I just wanna be nowhen
Especially back then

Be a light
Perhaps dark
Liquid
No life
Liquid

It's too late
The waterfall is here
And light now
Has made it's way out

I am here: prison
Liquid cage
Envelop, transform
Make me another

Make me again
Someone else
The same
Both
Neither
Nothing

Liquid nothing

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This poem is so weird. I love it. I think I was listening to "Be ok" by Ingrid Michaelson when I wrote it. The waterfall is me, or rather a part of me that keeps me so different from people, isolated. And I don't want it, because it's so dark. But I want to be myself at the same time. Ultimately, I want this part of me to go away, to just die. It's a poem for the confused. And yes, I did make up the word "nowhen." If Shakespeare could make up words, so can I =]