We are like oceans. We have depths. Too bad that we rarely swim within ourselves. We stay on the surface, but that's when we drown. The monsters eating us alive... They are dwelling deep down, outside our comfort zone. They know that's the place where they can be out of our reach.

What is your reality? Each time you blink, the world changes. Each time a thought modulates your perception, you are slightly someone else. Each time you step back from the Truth, you become less real.

You become less real and you can barely stand the light. 

Who's the mastermind behind this line? That is when I fell! Lying to myself is easy.

There is a shining speck within my conscience. If only I could let go the purple reality I'm holding onto and look at it! A leap of faith, that's what it takes!

A leap through the false realities I made, guided by the feeling of home. Sometimes God really sends His messengers...

I'll dry the ocean tear by tear. I will cry 'till nothing remains, but the sky within me...