Gone and running in an irreversible tension
And 10,000 miles left in question
Of ideas we just forget to mention
And the thoughts are left in the dark and disappear
and in comes walking, the unavoidable fear
A unknown direction, a road we somehow got sucked in to steer
Trying to take calm within the unpredictable shadows
Take control of your senses and dodge your arrows
and forget all of the anxiousness that somehow follows
Enter grief!
A timeless ocean.
Trapped of despair, trapped without relief
Enter the moon!
Endless racing of the thoughts.
Including you alone, trapped dead inside an empty room
The dead is holding you stiff once more!
Staring into your eyes, never have you felt so gone before
The time comes again, to pit against all that is you
Will you ever find the part of you that is actually true?
Paint the sky bleak
Consider everything we cannot speak
The one painting with the sun I painted as a child is lost.
Reality has broken the barrier, this is the ultimate cost
Nights spent standing over you.
I caressed your cheek after every tremble.
Though your eyes were closed,
I can tell you were frightened.
You stare your restless eyes upon me when I'm here.
When I am away, you sleep like a baby.
I come home in the midst of the night,
To find you clutching the sheets
And squinting your eyes.
Wrestling the adversity in your sleep.
You suffer, my love.
I pressed the knife into your heart.
Your suffers shall subside.
We stare into the black abyss
A world surmised by nothingness.
The only illumination is from under the closet door,
and your only companion, the cold hard floor.
You hear them scream, you hear them yell.
But they can't find you, and the dark will never tell.
Curl in a ball and press back against the wall.
Too afraid to answer their call.
We are small and filled with fear,
We cannot sob for they may hear.
We don't want to feel the slap of their palm.
Then have to lie when teachers ask whats wrong.
When they drink like this there is no reason.
And the slightest infraction will bring on a beating.
They'll yell in your face and you smell it on their breathe.
It smells like desperation and it smells of death.
We used to think being in the light was fine.
Until they beat up our body and shattered our mind.
Here in this space, with its absence of light.
Where no matter what time it is the middle of night.
We will stay here, stay safe, and hide away.
Not listening to apologies and lies they say.
It's cold on this floor, without a blanket.
But it still is safer than coming out the closet.
Driven snow, pure and untouched
Sprinkled on the grass
The headlights of the distant cars
Cast soft lights as they pass
How beautiful the whiteness is!
How innocent it seems!
For cruel reality has not appeared
To rip apart her dreams
Only fate would be so wicked
As to touch the spotless snow
Only fate would ever dare
To taint the virgin’s glow
Then life paints a crimson stain
That blots the sheet of white
A coat of shame, a blanket of pain
Lies hidden by the night
Tarnished, it is beautiful no longer
It is admired no more
And so I bow my head and weep
For the loss of something pure
I can’t help but hide from this envious moon,
Clinging to the sky like ivory on oak.
Intertwined fibers of its circumference gleaming,
Outside, nostalgic avenues form rivers, streaming.
I can’t help but stare at these silent walls,
Repelling the cold air like magnetic aversion.
Headlights shine lambent, photonic, reflecting.
Inside, dark paint glitters, diverting, infecting.
As the immoderate stars watch over us, burnished,
The fear of hereafter is compelling, yet mystic.
I watch from my chamber, I listen; I wait,
A schema, cognition, they must procreate.
Why do I hide from an obscure world?
Outlining boundaries, fearful, despondent.
Expressions vague, a world aside.
These factions of cryptic, doth not subside.
Why be afraid of a future forthcoming?
For thou shall come quiet, vibrant, becoming.
He stares, I know he's always watching
Like my conscience from inside
The man inside the mirrors blotching
Out the memories that I hide
His eyes lock on and penetrate me
In my fear he does delight
He sees the dreams
I dream at night
Inching, creeping as I'm sleeping
Tearing at the walls within
Peeking, peering, even peeping
Taking in all of my sin
Picking at the memories I keep
Locked inside my head so tight
He steals the dreams
I dream at night
He stands there with resounding vigor
Contemplating how ill end
His finger resting on the trigger
A finger that I can't unbend
Digging deep with long black arrows
That fill my body full of fright
He kills the dreams
I dream at night