You arrived without warning or reason
Buying your way into our lives
I am a fool for not questioning it.

You joked smiled dished out compliments
Gullible tired I failed to notice the motive
I see it now clear as day, but its to late.

You are beyond helpful and sweet
It's sickening most of its an act
Another one of your deceitful tools.

You are better than the rest of them?
It's your eyes they are blank glassy
Impossible to read, just that stare.

You got what you wanted easily
Fitted in like a lost puzzle piece
Enough for her, that compatibility.

You are the stranger I met once
The charming temporary guest
Still to this day, You never left.

Ears filled with sounds of clicking stones beneath my feet.
Eyes itch with dust from the path that stretches in front.
Skin caressed firmly by the winds urgent passing.
Nose assaulted from the stench of horses waste.
Mouth blasted with memories of past journeys this way.
Lungs labour at the familiar distance fondly.
Mind composed calm with only one focus, home.

Each one
Creates a wave
Larger than the last
Butterflys deeper and teasing
Control composure lost, tossed aside
Intense wanting bullied by that separation.

Ineptitude was
Displayed on such a level
It's imbecilic.

What I surpress is,
A Passion not openly
Discussed as desired.

Penetrating walls
With great persistance, is the
Drunken sleepers growl.

Our hands entwined, expressing feelings no words can describe.
Fingertips reading every emotion with exact precision.
A new language fully mastered, due to necessity.

Sun, exaggerating our expressions for others to witness.
Penetrating the wall of friendship we are hidden behind.
Eyes asking the questions their mouths don't dare to utter.

Not in daylight public, that's against the unwritten rules.
Glares are probing, scolding, scrutinising and disgusted.
We are exposed to this criticism daily, without argument.

It is pointless, for they cannot hear our words.
Worthless is explanation, their small minds are made.
Creatures we are, unholy a different species entirely.

They preach mercy, forgiveness, and understanding.
Yet they do not practise it.
Unworthy of acceptance, is it that much to ask?

Tears should be stinging my eyes
Yet nothing brews there.

Am I incapable of such emotions?

Fear
Sadness
Love
Anger

All I can muster is Numbness.
Is it a safety reflex?

To prevent me from facing what I truly feel.
From years of consoling others.

I remain robotic, incapable.

What I want is not apparent to me.
Is it to others written on my face?
They seem to know better than I
Or is that I know but refuse to vocalise?
Of course, life is only as complicated as we make it.
So why don't we act change what is needed?
Simple, lazy cowardice.

It's all there
Floating delicately
Ripples of hurt disturbing
The tranquil pool's of sleepy eye's
With invisible waves of secret honesty
Truthfully portraying what choaked words can't
Everything's been seen and told, just hold me close.

Craving missundertood
Is freedom
For its life's great lie
What world be left?
Cannot imagine
For we have not been
Ever wholely free
These goals
Rules
Bonds
Laws
Keep it here
Just.

Cheshires gleaming grin
Shines lopsided on midnights
Ebony canvas.

You attack me when I am weak, helpless powerless to defend.

Why?

Simply because you can!

Everything becomes a joke, nothing is meant or meaningful.
Not with you.

Words are spilt, not spoken.

Sense, Reason, Purpose.
None of these describe you.
I crave that escape.

Hate and Love collide, become one.
I no longer exist, you embody me now.

Still aware, you grant me with memory.

Why?

Because you can, simple!