Sections of hairpins starting to fall,
relief in the cold as you cling to the wall.
Watching the rain as it shoots thru your eyes,
calming the feelings of all that you despise.
Hearing them screamin while you try and curse,
beginning to shout louder as the bubble bursts.
Breathing the the dark looking for a star,
marking your territory as you slide thru the bar.
Blind but painless, killing the light,
feeling the room as you grasp for the night;
then rolling your fingers thru your revelling brain,
wondering if your duvet will go insane.
Sweating out the blood from the memory of a stare,
calling a name, wondering is she was there.
Pinpricking the iris, the beauty of the eye,
hearing all the words in the inch of a sigh.
Walking on the magic of the silence of a tune,
grasping the carpet in the middle of your room.
Endlessly dancing with an invisible hold,
watchin and falling as the cards begin to fold.
To amazing to fall, too strong to cheer,
too beautiful by far to feel this fear.
don't run from the wind when the wind beings to turn,
instead ignite your soul and let your passion burn.....