False Calm

"False Calm"
Nothing is as it seems, 
   a calm blue sea above 
hiding a turbulent ocean 
just beneath,
   swirling and flowing 
   with raging currents;
moving and stretching 
the all-consuming fears and anxieties
of living life;
hiding 
a kaleidoscopic dance 
of formless emotions
just beneath 
a delicate surface tension,

Slipping and moving 
into the gaps of recollection
down amongst the deepest darkness 
inbetween all manner 
of slumbering monsters and beasts
with each 
representing 
some kind of part of me;
   all hiding away 
   among the deepest leagues 
   in this sea,

Though, the surface 
an ocean as serene 
and calm 
as the black lakes 
of the tower guard cities 
of Midraneen,
an ancient history 
hidden behind 
the foggy veil of time,
   with so much trying 
   to crash through 
the stillness of memory,

Raging waves pushing 
   and swaying,
screaming to break through
but I hide it all 
with clever tricks, 
   discipline and training,
for I cannot let my emotions 
dictate 
what little control I have left,

However,
the rhythmic pull and swell 
of calm ocean waves 
turn into crashing, roaring surges 
as they reach 
the shores of my mind,
slamming against the endless cliffs 
of all my thoughts 
throughtout all of time,
   shaping and molding 
   the coastal stretches of memory 
into relics long since forgotten,
it becomes difficult to hold
it all together,
to keep things in perspective,
nothing is as it seems anymore,
nothing feels real,
   nothing is like 
   it was before.

-Armando Torres