with freckles on your cheekbones and scars on your heart fingers that moved and eyes that knew pain
you had words that ached
words with no appeal but that were filled with allure captivating and charming and graceful if only to me
words that made people feel words that made people look away try to forget that made them sweat and scream at night when they were supposed to be all cozy and warm tucked into their beds
words that made people know that inside, they were alone in their perfectly put together minds always dismissing and letting go anything that didn't matter or that they didn't accept
your words they told people of the darkness how even though the light could overcome there would always be too much to conquer too much to get rid of because time was moving rapidly and light would never be able to contend
how one day there would be
so
much
space
between the stars the speed of light wouldn't even be enough the fastest speed would be deemed unfit to travel (imagine that) one star wouldn't be able to observe another let alone fathom one's existence
and how it was a travesty but, then again, it was all we were given all we would ever know here in universe X
that time is just a blink of an eye an exhale a crashing wave the end of the story
because once time begins it is destined to end and we exist in time's trajectory.
in The Void time is but a faint paradox a word used to mask a concept we only begin to understand when it's too late
when the shops are being boarded up and the hurricane's about to come ashore -you've got fifteen minutes but is that enough time? to hammer the nails and cross your t's dot your i's get home to your family make sure they're safe and all warm and cozy, tucked into their beds before the rain starts to fall and the wind starts to blow harder than you've ever known intense and without remorse without feeling but with force-
you told them you told them but they didn't listen they didn't understand they were too worried about closing early leaving late making it home on time
too worried about getting it right and not enough about living the only task they were given and they couldn't even figure it out
but now this is me talking and no one was asking you to figure it out they were just asking you to be to just be
to feel the sun to feel the pain to guess, to smell to feel the change to feel the rain dance on your skin to laugh to breathe to dream to sin to see the sunrise now and then
to stretch to make to break to cry to watch the clouds go floating by
to give your heart never refuse to wonder yell and look and lose and if you're lucky, get to choose
you can hate and love and be in awe paint and write and even draw (but that's not all that you can do) it doesn't matter, here's a clue now is your time for passing through it's all been done in this Royal Blue the only difference: your point of view so cheers 'cause now you're coming to and with that, i bid adieu ~ your words they moved mountains the mountains in me they were all you had and they were everything
you were ***** and rugged and raw but you you were real and that was more than enough for me
together, we were chaos harmony was never our concern