Finally, I bottled you up one day.
Threw you in an ocean.
You, a result of a chasm.
Between façade and fact.
Now you sail more restfully than ever.
Sail away as long as you want.
Hope no hands find you this time.
Only to remove the cork.
Only to spill you loose.
Only to poison the ocean.
The ocean of my thoughts.
Please remain caged.
In that bottle, bound by the neck.
Holding onto you would have been a mistake.
So, I threw you away.
Out of sight today, out of mind tomorrow.