Sometimes you have to just let go and see what happens.

Your mouth
works like a gun
just waiting to
shoot the bullets,
the safety gone.

You,
with your
blue eyes that pierce through me,
that puncture through my defenses.

You,
with your
razor sharp gaze that slices me to pieces,
that cuts through to my soul.

You,
with your
sidelong glances and furrowed brow,
have captured me
quite thoroughly.

Of course I noticed when
he placed his hand next to mine on the counter
(a little closer than accidental).

The hand that once made my soul swirl when it touched me.
The same hand I watched rip my heart from my skin
and crush it between its fingers,
while mine frantically fumbled and fought like fiends
to prevent him from slipping through them like sand.

I knew that hand better than the back of mine.

So I pulled back and pushed away
any of those memories before they gained enough strength
to pick and pry and wrap their prongs around my neck.

But by the time I realized what I could do,
I could already feel them on my throat.

@Perennial_purpose Third density binding.
I cannot describe it. Everyday we develop rust. you can never be the best until you can complete the competency test with black pattern parameters with your eyes set. Are you solid or hollow?  Depression is normal a challenge to climb out of your sorrow forget about the world around you. The truth is they will be nothing without you. but you will you be nothing without the truth. Betrayer moon color blue the body has no use if the mind is enslaved but you still have to choose and not choosing can be a choice sometimes silence is a powerful voice. We must train to increase our strength the final test is presented when we least expect we eye ball but see nothing so what's next?