Alot Like Love

His eyesight was rebellious and reelin' out of focus
Cheek to ocean drift, Bells ringing out "It's Hopeless."

Woe-bent, chewin' granules of sand and salt water,
a sauntered stamina stands despite the call to falter
motor functions stall - a stunned victim drip-dries
tunnel vision takin' in the thickened tree-line at the cliffside.
 
Attention shift, beach clean save a cavalcade of footprints
stomped impress hints a pathway of foolish imprints
an unruly doubt evaporates unto mountainous thirst
and he ignores the tinge of red tint in a puddling firth,
dives head first, submerged in crimson stained liquid,
the clouded dilution grew more dense until his head lifted,
let his fingertips feel out his hairline, ambling down
'til a wince hit, an apparent gash found - right side brow
affecting his memory now, the pressure of forgetfulness,
the more he tried to- "Wait..Where am I, What is this?"
Dimensia seizes him, adrenaline sings in an arrogant chorus
and his limbs explode forward into the derelict forest..
 
Its darkness flourished floral light pattern hatches,
contrast through an axis of thickets and rigid branches.
His struggle grew from hours of cyclical maneuvers
where moving in circles simply couldn't end sooner
at wits end, he took in a point of light and pursued
and threw his body's might forward and pummeled through
downward he flew - straight toward the ocean
and it was evident, this poor sap had fallen again..

His eyesight was rebellious and reelin' out of focus
Cheek to ocean drift, Bells ringing out "It's Hopeless."