Hearts too have turned dark like the skies,
Cold cries echoes that of the birds,
Everyday an attempt to reach out to thy sought one.
There's a hope he tells.
Searching for that ray among the opaque,
Only he knows to pass a day in solitary,
Staring at the dark corner he a blinded man.
Let her go he hears, she an anchor that's too deep,
He is destined to sink with or without her,
He dived too deep, only can he see the light,
But not the hand.

i have tried to build a home inside myself,
one of iron and molten lava and red hot
brick,  but you have snuck your way
through my sealant and made
yourself a space in the very
center of my being.

I want to let out
a scream so loud
the Grand Canyon will shake
Mount Everest will crumble,
and the whole world will kneel down.

I want to scream so my voice
could finally be heard
after all this while
hiding behind curtains,
sleeping in the shadows,
travelling by rooftops
during the night.

I want to confess,
to profess,
to be honest.

I want to rid of my brain
and its logic
who says not to;
Dig 10 layers
of six feet of dirt
and bury it deep underground
lost and forgotten
like the planes and ships over the Bermuda Triangle.

I want to leave and forget,
cast away the fibers and threads
that hold on to my
morality and affection ,
but only you
can hold me down.

I want you to
hold me down;
Hidden between the gaps of pain
is my heart.