In the Ocean of her mind...

She sees the light now. It's pulling her closer, drawing her in and sucking her in deep.
A smile tugs at the corner of her lips. She finally made it, after all.
To the finish line but also, in some absurd way to the start of new things.

It's almost as if her mind's been swept in an azure blue, her favourite colour.
Her mind's eye sees her on a cliff smiling, eyes closed, hair blowing all over her face and she stands silently, embracing it all and tasting the salt on her lips.

There's hope, she made it happen. It was in the salt of her tears that she found her beacon. Her life, her love, her passion... the things that mattered.

Her darkness found the light after all. It led her there. It called out to her from the shadows and helped her conquer wave after wave...

She takes a deep breath of air and inhales the saltiness of the sea. Here's the big moment. The Plunge. The foamy sea holds promise...

Here I come, she thinks. No looking back. To life.

And she takes a deep plunge, crashing into the brilliant blue sea.

Beautiful Recluse

I suddenly feel like I’m in a mode
Where I’m fading away faster than a falling star
And I exist in a parallel world.

Everything seems to matter less and less,
There’s clearly nothing that I should miss.
But the feeling felt is not one of bliss.

And I’m locked away somewhere in an abyss,
Where the winds are cold and the night is nothing but dark…
How I wish for a blood-thirsty fiend to lark.

Over a cliff, is where I shall be…
Listening for the call of a special kind of symphony.
To further beckon me.

I plunge in to a deep azure foamy sea,
I’m falling with a pressure that is beyond great,
And I feel nothing, not even hate.

Questions

Are stars spirits of dead people smiling down on you? Why isn't moving on a speedy process? Why do we very often than not,cling to the past? Why do you get messages from phone services and not from people you wish messaged you? Why do we think what is not? Why is a choice to remain single not respected for exactly what it is? Why is there a weird taste in my mouth? Are they looking at me? Are we just friends or more? Is it wrong to love your own space? Have we met before? Will he notice me if I wear this t-shirt? Is the end near? Do Aliens exist? Will I go to Egypt? Are there ghosts around me that I can't see,as I sit and type this? Should I give that lecher a piece of my mind? Shall I offer her a hanky? Should I help him? Will I really never be married? Do you think I'll meet God someday? Why hasn't Seventeen come out with an issue this month-is it a mystery? Will I play the guitar? Will my phone come back to life? Isn't nothing something? Who am I? Will I get the job? Does he think I'm pretty? Is she gonna be okay? What is your name? Are u reading my blog right now? What shall I have for dinner? What are you thinking about? What is it that you really wish for? Have you been to the Bermuda Triangle? Would you like to jump into a foamy sea and feel free? Will you call me when you reach? Is summer here already? Have you been to Disney Land? Have you surfed a wave? Does he like me? Do you think the edge of the sea has some thing sad about it-like it's going off into another world? Did I spill sauce on my shirt again? What if you saw me across the road and didn’t know it was me? What if you met me before but just can’t remember? Will we ever meet the people whose faces we’ve never seen before except in dreams? Why do I still think of you and wish the best for you? When you make a wish on an eyelash and blow it away, does it travel into a parallel universe? Can you answer a question with a question? Tu comprend? How are we so different from our parents? Why am I like this? Why? Did I lock the door when I left the house? Do you wonder where you'll be five minutes from now?