written and scraped

i stared at the wall
between us
one thing after another
written
and scraped
into the surface of the moon
reflected back into the oceans depth
was the beauty...
it made no sense
no sense at all-
how we could be so tall
and see so little.
blurring my own eyes,
with my own tears.
the silence
at the end of the tunnel.
a jaded stop.
you thought you'd find her
but found yourself
alive
but barely
breathing through a straw
eyes red
reflecting the sky above
the ocean moving beneath it
scrambling your faces into glassy fragments
moon crumbled
the silent tides
the purity
of nothingness
nothing left
but your faces falling
into the depth
7 days
7 days
7 days
until they surface again
7 days until they call for help
7 days until they've given up
and we can no longer help them
see what they've done