you can invoke any idea
but how much of it
did you make appear
humans by nature
can't help but not be sincere
we take from memory
and call it our own without fear
all of us pose in someway
pretending when the public is near
people change sometimes
everyone wants a slate that's clear

I** live in my solitude
where there's safety in one
reality leaves me alone
for the cruel world, harsh
can't touch my mood
when i live in my mind
there's a fantasy in it all
because I don't know who
or how, my outside can match me
when I live in my solitude

a predictable surprise
on a day
spent in pews
laid on the bed
and let the weight
shrink the springs beneath
wow
a pressure has hit my chest
thrown from my phone
i agreed
because the winds had changed
and no longer kept our sails
full and blowing
slowly our ship sunk
and now rests, silently
on my chest
a surprise none the less

my body
unaware and awake
sensing dreams
two eyelids away
my body
clinging and floating
sweating the darkness
between cotton threads
my body
heavy and insignificant
visualizing energy
leaving through the outline
of lips etched to a cheek
my body
cold and lifeless
picturing what night
is like without you
my body
yearning and despising
that sweet smell
caught in the fibers
my body
wishing and hoping
the dimness was darker
to hide the
square inside the frame
held up on my stomach
and blurred by my tears
my mind
fighting and losing
a battle of insomnia
my body
knowing and trusting
that when daybreak
slivers through the blinds
you won't be next to me

Waiting for my locks
to break and spill
opening doors paper thin
and shining light
on hidden talents

Waiting for hand-built walls
to crumble and crash
letting free a fear of mine
one so tall
no ladder of support will help

Waiting for people
to compile and understand
the hints I spoke
so the answer will never
have to be pronounced by me

Darkness is brilliant
it steals your uniqueness
for hours, without asking
leaving you there asleep
eyes closed like everyone else
dulling the senses enough
so the dreams climb in
and corrupt the peaceful minds
or settle the overworked ones
Darkness may be brilliant
but I'm still wide awake
laying there, endless hours
drawing close that thread
of sleep I need
thinking, and thinking
wishing I could cut ties
with all my senses
so Darkness could outsmart me

If there ever was a word
to explain, I would not know
I would sit silent
mentally browsing the alphabet
trying to construct this word
this word I do not know.
There are sentences that describe
paragraphs that show
but no word to explain
what I feel, but fail to know

Lets read it line by line
to the stars, to the huge explosions
that distance makes small
Lets read every line
and forget the world, the universe
till all that matters is what resides
on the grass next to me
Lets read the words
till we understand every last sentence
and the stars are no longer able to occupy the sky
what a serene event it'll be, so
Lets read the stars above us
till time decides to stop for me
and you