Shane Lee Ward- Age: 18

March 21, 2007

Open Waters

Condemned to being disowned.

An indirect, involuntary spasm.

Isolated for so long.

Starting to taper while fading from the aquatic dreams.

Now you've been fixated on this one dream.

Black crow smile and dark waters.

Bloated cheeks and leaving the dearly departed.

Dreams of defiance against the authority that raised you to conjure up these thoughts.

YOU SUCCUBUS!

All you wanted was to venture out into the open fields of deception.

You will begin again and realize that fault has brought a compromise.

A test against your will forcing you to grow up.

Flexible in so many ways yet raised with such shapeless morals.

Improvising your whole life until this very day where you and your fiendish thoughts are slapped in the face.

YOU WILL BE MUTE!

YOU WON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!

You are a bluff.

You perplex all with your triumphant ways.

Harvesting the absolute power of all being while receiving nothing but dislike that rains upon your timid mind.

You wicked harpie.

For all this time you and your majestic grace have left some concealed as to what to do about it.

Avidly attempting to test fate against your unknowing, uncanny, scarred thought process.

Everything seems to be blown out of proportion with you.

You and your relentless ways of not letting anyone enter your void of a world.

Like metal corroding you will face the consequence of a solid life.

Once you step out into the open waters your dream. Your life. You. Will all be liquified.

An irrevocable decision is placed upon you when you exit life number one.

Enter the last chapter of your life.

Dissolve.

No more will you be dissolute while regarding the world.

A grave abnormality.

Let your mercenary ways envelope your lies to a further extent.

Let the open waters engulf you with chaotic and demeaning terms

that WILL stabilize YOU.

You both win and lose by forfeit.

Let phantom harshness condensate vague consumption.

Consume.

Consume.

Consume.

Consume.