moving emotion back and forth...

Felt in the wee hours of night. On a roll in the mind that doesn’t put up a fight. Thoughts trigger depths wondering of scars crawling the skin as they go on and on. Confused and betrayed is the recurring feel wanting to land in a norm. And yet in the dark the heart cares to challenge the way life flows. In a moment of silence the endless roams. Remembering the sighs of passion that moved within. Lingering in the feel for a lil while until memories recall self is a has been. Tripping over midnight into the stillness before the light returns for a new test. knowing a deep sleep on a pillow soft enough to rest is best. beneath the darkness there’s a silence echoing lingering thoughts. Moving emotion back and forth as they’re rubbed raw. From the past to the present time was lost that can never be regained. This is why there’s a beauty with the sound of rain. Heard by the heart reminding what’s been hasn't forgotten to ease on up. As the eyes close one more time wondering if they’ll awaken in the early dusk. As it ain't any one person lost in the mix of life that creates the desire to wake to fuck back up soon. remembering the moments that were sacred beneath the moon. truth telling what's what will speak without riddles giving true gestures to the face. as the one within had to regain self in unbarable times that were so hard smiles kept the pain away. n at times when what could've been instead of the bs that creeps back into the stillness twitching of useless memories that stole what never was. the frustration of choices are a lesson of everything that mimcs luv...