fear is felt in moments alone... hidden away without bein known... far from the enjoyment of touch... lost to the feel of luv... scared n hollow drifting as if the wind... yet still as the ground as emotion is tucked within... life never stops but has an end... n the body has forgotten what it is as a friend.... so alone the mind creates it's own reality... sheltering the heart from the pain as a disability... trembles roll is the most silent of nights... ripples as such on the shorelines that rise... drowning on a solo path wondering of when it's enough... wanting to be enjoyed as the hope of trust... secrets go unheard behind closed doors... as non existent seems to be what comes from the core... with no one able to get close to the skin... alone in the presence is enjoyable twist... there's not a one to remember who self is... time was given the will to erase what can not be missed... by not living n allowing an other to see flaws in action... a chilled room resembles the makings of the lack of thoughts reaction... dying slowly without a single eye to witness a smile... tweaked is the realization that being alone isn't worth while... safe is not the answer to the will of memories shared... as self knows a change is all there is that cares... laughs aren't heard from across the room... as hands are absent on the flesh of healed wounds... lips do not speak of expression given to others... n there's a drought in unfortunate luv'rs... all due to not wanting to ever feel pain again... the creation of another type of torment has found it's biggest fan... locked away from the experience of compassion... waking up to see self truly craves passion...
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