It's always there...

The fear of change never seems to stay away for too long... Causing a ripple effect that makes anything other than the silence, wrong... It shakes the heart n tries to pry the bars off the mind... Wanting in to give hope like it'll never turn out to choose a different life... As emotions tremble when fingerprints touch the surface of the skin... N thoughts get the better of a good thing knowing it would be messy to live... On the outside of the loneliness where smiles are shared... Yet that's a place where redirect interests n it's right back to feeling scared... With a chance comes one of two things... To enjoy it while it lasts or reject the offering of an other attempting to sing... To awaken to a familiar face they know n trust... Though a day lingers in due time where forever comes too soon n there's a falling outta luv... Friends don't talk n the void fills rooms unable to hear echos flung at the walls... Finding self alone n wondering if others ever truly care about a simple pause... A moment in time that speaks in its own honestly way to be claimed... Believing in opening up instead of all of the hate... It's the ache that shuns comfort to the side... Petrified that if someone gets close they'll use the dull side of the knife... Yet, it doesn't tend to ever miss is cue... Right when a smooth groove is found one remembers the end that rips holes in the chest from the abuse... N it's like closing the casket sorta speak... To be done with the twisted bs that's always placed at bare naked feet... To do ones own stomping or to turn n stray... It's inevitable so why ever look at relations as a gain.?.