Inside storm touches the brim,
When you pull my arm,
And and and hold me close...
What a sweet pain
Unbearable
But but but adorable....
When you say,
You love me more than ever,
I melt like like like an avalanche...
When you call and just ask my whereabouts
The heart feels at the top of the heaven...
When you just come in and you hold me close and just calm me with your light quick kiss...
I melt like an ice cream....
How long i will hold my anger
Come and melt me like lava...
Silence me with your lips...
Enclose me within....
Let me flow
Let me unwind
Let me merge with you forever

It lurks at the back of your consciousness.
It dwells in the pit of your stomach.

It is strong.
Strong enough to exist -
behind the facade of calm demeanors.
Strong enough to swim against the currents
of indoctrinated beliefs of righteousness.
Strong enough to be the wrong amidst all rights.

It is the speaker for the voiceless.
It is the doer for the incapable.
It is the strength for the weak.
It is sweet escape for the trapped.

Listen...

It's there in the lull.
When all is quiet, you hear it.
Whispering, inciting, winning you over.

It will take you over.
It will steer the wheel.
But only if you want it just as much.

my feet are pounding the ground
but it feels like im flying
my heart is beating like drums
but i can't feel it at all
all i know is that im a few steps away from freedom
can my feet take me there?
maybe i can leap to it
i can't fail
i need this
i need to be free
i want my own air in my lungs
no, not want
need
i need
i need to be free

Do you know how hard it is to look your best friend in the eye and not have any words to say? Do you know how much hate I bring myself because not a single word I can utter to bring them an understanding? Do you know what it's like to admire them and feel everything and nothing because you aren't sure what you feel but know that it isn't mutual?

Do you know what it's like to watch the palest skin darken with blood all while screaming their name? Do they know or have the faintest idea what it's like to not feel at home in my own body. To want to tear it to shreds from the inside out but the only thing shedding is emotionless tears. My chest beats faster and faster but the pain comes and echoes in my hollow empty space.

I'm hurt; I'm dying inside slowly day-by-day just a little bit more with every passing second. But what's killing me more is knowing I'm hurting you more.

Romance is like Hell, its hot and fiery and you're guaranteed to get burned. It is a way to feel. A way of life. It is crazy and unnatural yet something about it is luring and contagious and you can not ever get enough.
The 'I love you's are the gate way to this place with no return as an absolute. But after a while and it calms, the heat becomes overpowering and knocks you sideways .
Romance is hell, its hot and fiery and you are going to get burned.

I want to reach out
I want to help myself
But there is so much
That I feel helpless