i miss . . .
the way your heart beats against mine
the way you gently run your fingers down my arm
the way you carefully play with my hair

how i can never be close enough to you
even when there's no space between us

Lies stem from Fear,
not Pride but Insecurity.
Yet why are they so powerful,
so destructive and demeaning?
because they are fake illusions of what we think
is the truth.
Trickery,
Deception,
Evil pursuits,
play with our minds,
swallow us
until we suffocate in our own false image.
How do we break free?
We must see beyond
Open the eyes
to Truth and Loyalty
which hides behind
the Insecurity and Pride.
Break Through
Push Open
the door to honesty
which lies with beauty

dreaming of you
desperate for you
dying for you
so tired of these repeated words
it's like i am speaking to a blank white wall
silence
with a fake smile you try to reassure me
but i see through your quiet chambers of what you call a heart
why don't you speak your emotions
answer me
i am desperate for you
dying for you
please
speak