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Uncomfortable Pleasure
The day is like a marshmallow
Slightly yellow, tinted with boredom and depression
Clouds, no rain, sky, no sun…just a day
Quivering lips let out sounds, which float through the air
Drifting slowly and unsure to the edges of a lake
Then zooming out on her first boot
Which slowly slips on top of the water
Pine needles float on the shores small current
All the trees start to sway as she takes more large steps on the water
The small waves lap gently over her boots
Then drifting up to her face you watch her dress flow
Seeming as if it was liquid itself
Her face is pale such as a baby doll with darkened shadows
The makeup seems as if drawn on with an inch thick charcoal clump
She sings to herself as if she is in ecstasy
So unsure why she is there
Why is she walking on water?
Her eyes are drawn to a deep dark hole in the middle of the lake
The hole seemed to be filled with an even darker color of water
As she grows nearer two shapes appear from within
They look as if they were dead bodies abandoned there
Now standing right above them looking down
On the edge of this strange hole she notices something so weird
The two girls are her self
Now three of them stared at each other
All in a simple shock, a mystery that they loved
The girl didn’t seem to mind all these unbelievable happenings
The two in the water reached their hands up towards her
A silence fell
The weeping trees grew still
The water lapped no more
Her dress drifted lonely and grew quiet
A depressed hush shot over her and a new outlook took place
As if a suicide note they had written were tossed to the shore
She then gave in
Letting her hand stretch outward towards them
And with the first contact she was sent into a spiral
Her eyes held shut as she felt herself flying
Though she could see it all, her eyes were closed
Through the hole and out the other side
She was in the same place again
Except floating
Floating over that strange hole of murky waters
She felt saltwater clouds surround her body
She saw the same girls in the water laughing
She joined in and shot straight up flying and free
The feelings of complete bliss
Then with one single opening of her eye
Opening of her mind
She was sent back down
This time she fell all the way
Back through the hole
Back to herself
She found herself longing to fly
She blinked once more and looked down
Standing by the side of the deep hole
Still on the water
Yet the girls were gone
She had lost those pieces of herself
As if nothing had happened
She slowly turned to where she had came
To the same shore
And drifted there
As music drifts in the air
And the she is gone.
An Uncomfortable pleasure

Description
Uncomfortable Pleasure
The day is like a marshmallow
Slightly yellow, tinted with boredom and depression
Clouds, no rain, sky, no sun…just a day
Quivering lips let out sounds, which float through the air
Drifting slowly and unsure to the edges of a lake
Then zooming out on her first boot
Which slowly slips on top of the water
Pine needles float on the shores small current
All the trees start to sway as she takes more large steps on the water
The small waves lap gently over her boots
Then drifting up to her face you watch her dress flow
Seeming as if it was liquid itself
Her face is pale such as a baby doll with darkened shadows
The makeup seems as if drawn on with an inch thick charcoal clump
She sings to herself as if she is in ecstasy
So unsure why she is there
Why is she walking on water?
Her eyes are drawn to a deep dark hole in the middle of the lake
The hole seemed to be filled with an even darker color of water
As she grows nearer two shapes appear from within
They look as if they were dead bodies abandoned there
Now standing right above them looking down
On the edge of this strange hole she notices something so weird
The two girls are her self
Now three of them stared at each other
All in a simple shock, a mystery that they loved
The girl didn’t seem to mind all these unbelievable happenings
The two in the water reached their hands up towards her
A silence fell
The weeping trees grew still
The water lapped no more
Her dress drifted lonely and grew quiet
A depressed hush shot over her and a new outlook took place
As if a suicide note they had written were tossed to the shore
She then gave in
Letting her hand stretch outward towards them
And with the first contact she was sent into a spiral
Her eyes held shut as she felt herself flying
Though she could see it all, her eyes were closed
Through the hole and out the other side
She was in the same place again
Except floating
Floating over that strange hole of murky waters
She felt saltwater clouds surround her body
She saw the same girls in the water laughing
She joined in and shot straight up flying and free
The feelings of complete bliss
Then with one single opening of her eye
Opening of her mind
She was sent back down
This time she fell all the way
Back through the hole
Back to herself
She found herself longing to fly
She blinked once more and looked down
Standing by the side of the deep hole
Still on the water
Yet the girls were gone
She had lost those pieces of herself
As if nothing had happened
She slowly turned to where she had came
To the same shore
And drifted there
As music drifts in the air
And the she is gone.
An Uncomfortable pleasure