Being somewhere without a friend doesn't feel so fuckin good... N goin to long riding solo tends to tare a hole in realities mood... To see differently from the inside looking out... The emotion alone gives leverage to the mind that could write a book... Losing the feel of touch behind closed doors hiding in the middle of a room... Listening the silence neva make a sound... As thoughts get lost n eyes hates to even look... Staying to self as away gives space in between words that could become rude... N there's no reason in watching self deprive honesty from mouths... Makin known to both side of an attachment that flings get shook... Goin inward jus past the norm of being alone for far too long of not felt in the nude... Feeling time close in to the notion of wanting to be aroused... With no mate to comfort what's been took... Exchanged for a position is worth as desires go boom... As mirrors neva get loud... Left in the awakening of the queen takin out the rook... Muted by the features turning into blank stares on the loose... Staring at walls wondering how many more times will it hurt to bounce...
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