Your eyes glisten with shimmering beauty. Taking me beyond realms of possible definition. My mind twisting and turning thoughts of you with intention. Contemplating a successful future hand in hand. For you I'd hustle, bustle and do the best I can. For you are worth more than a fortune.  In my eyes, you are my only, my everything.  My forever.

I sway to and fro. Unbound from these earthly shackles. I'm learning to grow. Mine own predicaments I tackle. The need to love you slowly ebbs from my being. For the future is worth my seeing. A smile slowly cracks my lips, I've grown and I relish it. I no longer have the tendency to be reliant on your recency. I take long strides and leaps and bounds to where no one knows. I no longer drag my toes. Ever willing to live free and lovingly. Only true happiness stops me suddenly. And a smile cracks my lips. The one I needed, now this is it.

Behind brown eyes, I realize the difference between me and you. Views askew I see in darker shades than you. I see the malice and the hate, when love can't compensate. The anger and the rudeness to strangers. I hate less and less and must confess, we should love more and drop this hateful mess. Shake hands and look up. As tears drop my jaw juts. Behind brown eyes I am alone in my head. I am alone in the cognitive recognition I have zero friends. Its behind brown eyes that wears a fake smile, all the while, the heart is degrading inside. Laughing and jesting. Smiling and suggesting to be happy. Being sappy with no shoulder to cry on. Constantly running in place. Not caring about saving face. Behind brown eyes hides a heart, that bleeds for everyone. Behind brown eyes, a man slowly dies. Behind brown eyes.

I have a fear I hold so dear. It beats and pounds at my chest. The way I love you so, feels like ages ago. I want to grow apart, me and my heart. For in my wisdom I have felt pain. For in my stress I have gained. The knowledge of my weakness and my strength. I have sipped from miseries cup and drank. At last hope upon command I must obey. Seeing your lips part and hearing you say, I love you.

I'm looking into the eyes of institution. Behind the bars of my own minds constitution. Thoughts rushing and twirling around. Only locked away are the ones so profound. I have been in this incarcerated state. One to many days late. If only I could stop my brain to abstain these confining reflections. I struggle and fight and hold in contention. These freeing thoughts that don't escape me. They construct this framing. I've almost tasted freedom thus far, I can see it through these mind prison bars.