when u need a convo n there's no one on that level to reach... u fight a transition so personal u wish u could step outta self n just leave... attempting to avoid the inner makings of the heart suppressed by the mind that had to take control... feeling the silence gripping the tongue wanting to rid itself of all the untold truths in a time of remaining alone... n friends are around to relate with, though there's something deeper than what's on the surface wanting out... as the eyes close so no one knows of the way their design cannot speak a sound... when a moment is at fingertips never taken bcuz that would mean crossing over into the crossfire is where depths are exposed... n there's no better place to bury the vulnerability that trembles when it's unsure of a place called home... when it's an ear the voice seeks to land... over stepping imaginary borders prior to feeling a gentle set of hands... as a friend so the lingering dealings that hide within can shift free from the weight baring down... though it's never known due to composure pulsating to the the chest that pounds... when the line is jus one inch from reality switching up... sssh, hush...
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