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Reflection In My Eyes

Reflection In My Eyes

I stare out at the ocean
And I see a trembling figure
Waiting in front of me.
Our identical brown eyes lock.

Around me, thoughts swirl in all directions.
Some hit me in the face; others deposit themselves stiffly around me.
I see a shape,
My delicate soul pounds at my eyes.
And I stare unto it.

My reckless emotions now
Enclose in my spirit,
Locked there.
And I know that I can’t run away
From these haunting thoughts.

Memories begin to barricade me.
My life is a rollercoaster,
Jerking me all over the place.

Seeing my happier times was pleasurable;
My heart’s beat creates a rhythm,
Joyous music
That makes me warm.
I look at those exuberant times I’ve had,
The places in my life that were filled with
Rainbows
Cotton-candy
Teddy-bears
And enchanting costumes.

The eyes in the ocean
Begin to smile,
And they softly dance to the music
That my heart was composing.

Then it stops.
Abruptly.
The roller-coaster drops me,
Into a series of winding loops
And jolts that come from nowhere.
The rainbows come to an end,
But there is no pot of gold.

My soul turns and tumbles;
My heart’s rhythm rapidly increases.
The music changes to a more
Complex, dynamic tune.

I gaze again at the figure,
And her brown eyes.
They’re raining,
Hitting the ocean
Vigorously.
A thunderstorm begins.
The waves turn violent,
And crash against my body.
My soul cracks,
But it doesn’t break.

Suddenly,
The series of loops and turns and eerie-feelings end.
My soul is patched up,
But scars remain;
I must poke and prod at them,
Otherwise I won’t remember
Why they were first imprinted there.

I feel the lock in my legs
Open.
The ride is over.
Until the next time I admit myself to ride it.

My legs control my body,
They move me across the beach.
I can feel sand in between my toes.
The breeze whispers to me,
And kisses my face,
Consoling me after the terrifying ride,
Like a mother with her child.
She blows the tension away,
Now lost forever in a far-off land.

Above the horizon,
I catch the sun peaking out,
Golden and perfectly round.
I swear I that she is smiling.

It’s a new day:
More to add to my rollercoaster.
Perhaps this music will be vehement and intense;
Perhaps it will be rainbow-filled with a waltzing beat.
Only time will tell.

I find my eyes float back,
To that same figure,
My protector,
Always waiting next to me.
The waves are ill-tempered,
Violent,
But she stands strong.
Her head is high.
She stares back at me,
Her gentle brown eyes
Excited to begin a new journey.

*Please, if you comment, give me criticism on what I can do for next time. I'm only thirteen, so I hope that you understand my simple vocabulary*

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Comments (2)

too long.make it simple, concise and stick to the theme.
too long.make it simple, concise and stick to the theme.