Confetti

My heart is like an ocean

That used to breathe out love

And sings out of innocence

As the palm trees heard it from the cove.

-

My soul is like a sea

Where the fish used to play,

And the turtles see

The pristine view all day

-

Others may not care about me,

But I had only joy within me.

-

Yet when they do care about me,

They only want me to feel “happy.”

-

They sail on top of me,

Sprinkling plastic glitters

And paper confettis

Without any guilt.

-

They drink oil cocktails,

Pouring greasy champagne

On me as they trail,

Not knowing my pain.

-

When the party is all over,

I am left with this clutter.

-

I die a little more day by day

As the fish are gone one by one.

-

My heart is now like an ocean

That is filled with fear

And subdued by worldly notions,

As no one want to listen to my tears.

-

My soul is now like a sea

Where garbage swims

And everyone gets to see

The pollution within.