Something New

Dots

My mind is as clear as the water around my waist. It's like looking at your reflection in the mirror, you know exactly what you look like every single detail until you look away. And right now as I slowly inhale I can see my chest ever so slightly push out causing tiny ripples in the water, I follow these ripples as they get further and further away from my body until they just fade into the distance, and then I see it, this blade in my hand, I have been holding it for so long it feels like its apart of my body like a extra limb. I take this blade and use it like I had used a pencil as a child to connect all the dots to make a picture, although these pictures were normally things like mermaids and cats or even houses. But my dots, my dots they don't make a picture they have no shape, but that didn't stop me from trying, sliding that blade from one dot to another, to tell you the truth I missed most of the dots, my eyes were to busy watching that dark crimson liquid flow from the lines I left behind, watching it fall into that once clear water slowly tainting it. It was blissful it felt as tho all my demons were being forced out of my body like a child caught in a riptide. And as I close my eyes I can feel myself slowly start to drift, I embrace it, I let go of all that I am so I can fade into the black. But of course the same with any good dream you always wake up at the best part.