An ache so deep, so excruciatingly deep, that grows, grows roots at wind in deeper. Eroding sanity until there's nothing left. Nothing but depth and emptiness. Emptiness that eats away until you have the answer. And that time never comes.
Blazing reflections on the water glaring into my eyes so I cannot deny them. Ducks diving for food, their bottoms to the sky, symbolize the upside down state of my
mind with me hopelessly diving for inspiration. I sit in the shadows to shade myself. The shade obscures the sun's clarity from me. How can I see so clearly
the meaning in the lake but I am unable to see my own meaning, my own purpose.