Something in the air
makes me stare at you.
Something in the water
gives me these feelings
and tells me to do the things I do.

I don't even know you
I've only talked to you once

But I still can't help but
hold my breath as you walk by
avoid eye contact
giggle
act shy

**this is ridiculous

You're dead to me.
A hollow corpse smiling back at me,
through the flickering lights.
Eyes blink,
Close them tight.

You're dead like the dusty gray leaves
that withered away with time.
Or the noises in the walls
that scurried past as we slept.
Quiet,
Slow,
Dangerous, but I've found
a poison more venomous.

Your body is porcelain,
Something to be smashed,
thrown off the edge into an abyss.

I see your blank stares,
and your wide black eyes.
You’re  going nowhere in disguise.
Don’t talk to me,
I won’t talk back.
Don’t talk,
I can’t take it.

I have seen the devil in my microscope,
and I have chained him.
Locked away,
Never to be mentioned.
The spirit of man crawls inside me,
trying to get out of its cage,
to destroy me.

The fear of synchronized whispers,
slashing through the air at my words,
haunts me like a deep inferno inside my soul.

Quench my thirst.
Even if you’re full of lies, I’ll beg for more.
I’ll reach out, wave my hands in front of your face.
You reach out, showing others,
Only making a barrier that builds itself with time.

Pebbles thrown at me
felt like boulders weighing me down.
But eventually I picked them up
and made a path on the ground with them,
and now
little snide remarks about my
style
feelings,
and attitude
are through.

Yeah-
you left me with some ammo I can use.

Walking down the hallways
with her wrong fingers crossed.

Head down,
glasses crooked,
hair all tossed.

I dig for treasure.
I dig for gold.
I dig for stories left untold.
I dig for passion hiding in the dark.
I dig for the meadow.
I dig for the lark.

I dig for knowledge.
I dig for truth.
I dig on paths already used.
I dig for people lacking spark.
I dig for a fire.
I dig for hearts.

I dig people.
I dig you.
You dig her,
she doesn't dig you.
She digs him,
He digs me,
and when we look up we see
past our shovels and mud,
we're all the same inside-
everyone.

We all have skin.
We all have bones.
We all have bodies.
We all have souls.
We all have livers.
We all have spleens.
We all have silence.
We all have screams.
We all have morals.
We all have lust.
And when we die,
We are all just dust.

I dig for treasure.
I dig for gold.
And I dig for dreams,
I dig for goals.
I dig not just for the future,
not just for the past.
I dig for the present.
Although it never lasts.

I dig for knowledge.
I dig for truth.
I dig for the trapped.
I dig for the abused.

I dig for you.
I dig for me.
I dig for everyone to see,
we are all just dust-
eventually.

Okay, say I'm okay.
Haven't had the time
to think about anything else
but you today.
Too busy running things
around in my head-
thoughts of words left unsaid.

Oh, won't I get up
and do something about it?
Can't fight back
cause I don't know how,
but I can fight back tears easily.

Laying down under the sky.
Not free, but trapped by lies.
An invisible force lies within my soul.
I want to leave,
can't let go.

Don't.
            Touch.
                           Me.
I can't feel a thing.
Nerves burnt,
feelings warped,
calloused heart that stings.
Don't.
            You.
                        Look at me.
You pierce right through.
My lies hide the hurt inside.
If you really knew.