Useless drift...

Dabbling in the depths as it comes around about the time of nights skies darkening n dropping drips of truths behind doors that lock in the silence of the mind speaking without sound... Ssh, there's a reason for the silence that's buried the feel of solo flowing comin to life behind the scenes unseen by the naked eyes bouncing to the hearts thumping pound... It's not that place in time one wills to be listening to the answers of the wrong questions that become the front line of protection of self lost in a room alone... Thinking, where that comfort went as it drifted into a memory stalled out in a waltz that went out for a stroll never to return as the expression of touch misplaced it's home... Wonders cross reference with the past to attempt the understanding that shit happens as time plays out with no warning of edging thoughts into a corners grip... As a smile cracks the face to a more complex vocabulary squeezing of ripples in between words that goes a lil something like fuck it... Lips can't kiss what's missed as there's no purpose to lay in a motionless snag hung up on what claimed to be luv... Promising exactly what the last one found before it became a ghost turning on passions movement jus wanting to live n let live as self comin out to play going numb jus gave up... So back to the confusion that rambles it's babble deep into the thickness of the long spent aches that wind it's way out of meaning absolutely nothing at all... Knowing there isn't a thing to gain wanting what didn't wanna stay as morning creeps in to remind the notion of worth that it's useless to contest the game so raw...