Seahorses

Encased in glass with water and shells 

Two seahorses floated beside her bed

The chaos was always heavy in the air

She wanted to be anywhere but here

I would just lay on my stomach

Hypnotized by the two seahorses 

Afraid to see the wildness in her eyes

Making contact was always dangerous

It was smarter to look away

But it was like watching a beautiful storm

That pulls you in while 

Destroying 

Everything

That stands in its way.

~Amber C. Smith 2015