i don't know my mind
filled with fear and pain
i don't recognise the world I dwell
nor the person staring back in the mirror

it constantly feels like i'm stumbling
not knowing if i will ever catch myself

i spend my days staring at white walls
pacing the room, up and down
trying to leave my shadows behind me
but they're always stalking

you may not see my scars
my monsters are still real
even though they are invisible
they still rip me from the inside

the pills made the voices stop
now i'm surrounded by silence
the cage i'm held captive in
has become very lonely

Love fights.
It breathes, it crawls, it hurts, it flees, it stands, it falls, it swings, it misses, it falls again.
It stands to swing again.
It does not walk,
or take its time.
It knows no time.
It hurts, it bleeds, it needs, it sees.
Love runs.

Electric Ellipses.

Eternity is
frankincense and myrrh
to me
and she is gold

I hold her
tenderly for
another
eternity.

the time grid is slow and as we go
time follows us on and then
in an instant of thought,
we've gone from nought to sixty

(so glad she picked me)

I want more than the war I became,
she wants the same

so what if we collide with the stars on the way
each day that brings us closer together
is her piece and mine of lucky heather.

But I need no wise men, be it one man or three
to travel the world to come and tell me of a saviour
I know her.

A final thought.

eternity once frightened me,
but
not anymore.

if only
your misty rose glowfist
were to be my heart -

glinting
all the feels
with

bright felt fingerings
expressing
so. much.

then, maybe, i
could
feel

real,
again.