one the tongues hesitating to have a friend... as the mind wonders who in the fuck won't get emotionally bent... thoughts linger as if time refuses to wait... feeling the reality of truths sitting in the same place... day in day out pretending losing memories never made a tear fall... remembered as phases that lost the feel once another failed to loosen to more than the thought of luv... so nothing will ever come from the attempt for one too many times fell through trust... out the bottom of a paper bag wet from the get go of words the cut... as new daydreams pause when the overthinking digs in like thorns that's been stuck... changing the sensation of willingness to give in to hope set free in an others eyes... it only reminds the heart of the twist it took if not careful when having an interest jus wanting to live life... damn near defeated one hasta level with self as the enemy we created... for choices have been made to come to terms with self of needs n wants deflated... goin inward jus before lips moves to the shape of words attempting to tell someone of the thoughts that have been stirred... having a different kinda reason in a lil thing called worth... lines find toes halted prior to the cross back into the feel of passion ready to become... as the turn pulls the head from sights n goes the other way drifting with the lack of the skin being touched... sighing as fear overwhelms the silliness of someone having a use for self... hiding as if in witness protection needing some sort of help... unable to step to the plate due to so many others have more to offer... the silence resumes as the comfort without the chaos of pleasure switching into stealth mode not wanting to be labeled a stalker... simply letting go of the notion to admit it be nice to relax in a moment to see what's what... but it'll never happen when others ruin the initial reckoning by drooling over the misuse of lusts...
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