introvert...

magically misplaced is emotion somewhere in the heart...

mysteriously forgetting the shape of names carved...

as embedded in the mind once lived curiosities cure...

as the mind has forgotten how to give chase to wanting more...

hands like the warmth of pockets where it's safe...

not having to touch an other's transforming face...

as eyes roll into the memory hoping to find sign of life...

coming up short of thoughts hiding what resides...

sighs rustle in frustration wanting to understand it all...

there's a blockage in between the head n chest known as a flaw...

n it cannot be reached for a change to take place...

the emptiness is a comfort settling nerves without a trace...

it lingers within the walls of the core as it is felt...

needing a flushing to rid desires of the confusion dealt...

stuck in a rather strange mindset where the puzzle begins...

unable to comprehend why there's a what might have been...

only if the loosening could redefine a subtle soothe...

maybe a miracle can trigger a better use...

living with how one once had free will...

to give a lil chase so passion sparks a new thrill...

yet deep beneath the skin a twist has transformed a smile...

as what's needed to remember how self was versatile...

is to open up to enjoy someone without the fear of being hurt...

though the sleeves now wear a different kinda introvert...

wishing to overcome the nights craving to live...

even when asleep to feel a body would be worth the dip...

but it's come to be a stillness that rests in depths hungry to survive...

wondering how was it ever possible to believe in the hype...
caring only of self at the end of the day...
in the silence an unknown presence has taken interest in others away...