Conflicting is the first thing that comes to mind.
There is no quiet place to think, because the rumble comes from within.
One will struggle to focus on themselves when they are not alone.
Some companions clinge to before in a trace like state, others yearn to escape.
There is however one who is content. One who already knows the outcome of something that eludes others.
This one is calm for it is the only means of egress. This one knows best, that the calm before the storm is tranquil. Also that the storm will rage long before subsides.

On a mid summer afternoon, on the rise of the full moon. 2 people in tuned so soon to an affair as long as a monsoon.

He holds her hand, she holds back. but holds back the feeling she fears. Because there was an endless river of tears once streaming down making things unclear

He thinks she's distant and not near. Her eyes glazed with unspoken words that he can hear. It echoes down his spine that tickled his mind, it said "what do I say or do to make sure she is mine?". He ponders they stop, she wonders what's up. He looks at her, she looks back. But this time she couldn't hold back, because the gravity between their lips and his hands on her hips are completely out of whack.. Suddenly a word sprung out with his breath, and this is what he said; "To be with you and to have you is all I ever need. And whenever I don't see you,  my weary heart trully bleeds. There's no need to fear what we've both conceived. Because it just feels right to believe, that with so many people in the world in need, you loved me..."

It's dark
Yet I can see so clearly
I think I have been here for far too long,
Because now I can even breathe in this ominous air
But never mind that
Never mind any of this
Why is so dark?
Is it my soul being reflected into reality
It even has the little speck of light that sits alone in the darkest corner
An exact replica of what I can't even see anymore
It's so cold here
Even though I sit in front of the firery pitts of hell
Oh wait I am dreaming aren't I
My eyes are just closed
No, this is real
This pain is real
This emptiness I feel is real
But I'm not alone aren't I
That light that sits in the corner of the room
Is it that you are waiting for me
I'm coming
I thank thee
Though I apologizes for making you wait for far too long

the stars are shining bright, underneath this pale moonlight
2 bodies, still like a blanket of velvet sky

in this very confined space, all doubts and fears are erased
a moment bare with no despair

and the air that breathes within this sheet is shared
with 2 hearts beating, they both declare
to an unknown force that feels no remorse when it's no longer there.

in this moment, no shed of torment could ever compare
to a bond conjoined by fate. no lies, no hate no sadness too great,
could ever be faced by 2 but virtually one. and when all is said and done,
what remains is virtually, None.

the stars are shining bright, underneath this pale moonlight
2 bodies, still like a blanket of velvet sky

In his crisp navy blue
shirt and brown-rimmed
glasses, the professor
stands in front
of his class:
It is not in your
principles, he says.
Not in your mindset
at the moment.
Not in your attitude
or way of looking at
things---
that is why it does
not manifest
in your behavior.
Stunned, his class falls
silent.
Eleanor, one of the brightest
among them, recalls
the moment:
she wished the sound of
crickets would drown
out the silence.

My mind is a cage
Of beasts and monsters
Out they go