Oceans filled of blood.

We all want to be the most right
the most together
the most worthy to look up to
which is impossible
because thoughts aren’t solid.
They crack
and through the cracks
liquid seeps
that liquid varies
in thickness
and potency.
It belongs to trillions
mixing
and changing
as it turns
truths into lies
and old lies into truths
because the more liquid
that seeps through
the more that is exposed
and the less
we stand apart.
Rather we melt into each other
smothering the probability
for one to stand above the rest
because it takes oceans filled of blood
to awaken possibility.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina