At least tell me...
Never knowing is the hardest chore.

Through my eyes,
You could be out with a friend,

You may have taken a leap,
Never to be seen again.

Perhaps you’ve decided,
We’ve come to our end.

‘Tis all fine, indeed.
But at least, tell me,
So I can finally be sane once more.

What are words
But a lament
That finds comfort in comment
For a heart that needs to vent
When everything else is pretend
Because who knows what will it portend
If silence is used to make amends
Like a bird at its ends
That knows no more then to bend.

I love listening to you.
In any way possible.
Whether it's big or small.
Sometimes I get lost in not just the words you speak.
But the actions that follow.
I hate interrupting.
Adding on to previous statements.
Until I know that your completely done.
Not wanting to make you feel unappreciated.

My hands following yours in the deepest form of flattery.

Open ended questions that lead to hour after hour of communication.
My fondness for you growing deeper and deeper.
At times I can't help but interrupt.

Our pauses taking a bit longer after each statement.
It's the anticipation that I want you to know.
That I am listening and take to heart what you are saying.
Stretching myself to cover every part of you.

Completely attentive excited that you'd consider my opinion.
To sit back and reflect without jumping to conclusion.
The one thing that I can do to improve myself.
To love you better.
To accept any and every change that may occur.

A safe place where we can do and say anything without being judged.
I love listening to you.
Specifically without interrupting.
Noticing how happy you are being heard.
With the intent of hearing what you are truly saying.
I appreciate you for truly understanding that if I do interrupt
It's truly the sole purpose of how much I care

A face is like a mask
covering the soul
either trying to mirror the inside
or keep the truth hidden

We may never know what is underneath
But we can try to imagine
and in that act
we better ourselves

Why Do We ... Struggle ... ?
And Create ... TROUBLE ... !!!
  
Because Most People ...
Are Happy ...  " In Their Bubble " ... !?!
  
Now .....
You Know What I Mean ... !!!
  
I'm NOT Mr. Bean ... !!!
But DO Believe ...

TOO MANY People ...
Are TRAPPED In A Dream ...
  
"Comfort Zone" ... Fools ...
Who ... CLEARLY PROVE ...  
They REFUSE To Use ....
Society's ... Clues ....

That Things Right Now ...
Are ... Just NOT COOL ... !!!!!
  
They PURSUE .... " Segregation " .... ?
Which Means ... " SEPAR ATION " ... !!!
  
When ... What They NEED ...
Is To Try ... " Communication " ...  
  
This Form of ... Education ...
Needs NO Dictation ... !!!
  
But May Just Help ...
To ... Unify Nations ... ?!? ...
  
FORGET Your ******* ... !!!
And Sony's ... Playstation ...  !!!
  
These Are Things ...
Creating ... " Generations " ...
Who ... Don't Want To Speak ...  
  
They Just Wanna BEAT ...
ANYONE They Feel Like ...
On Their ... Local Streets ...  
  
Or ... Jump In A Bed ...
In THAT ...   " INDUSTRY " ...
That Pays Money ...
For ... " ****** Sprees " ...
  
But ...
Where's The Fun ... ?
In Being ... One ...
For Whom *** Becomes ...
A .... " False Action " .... ???
  
And ... What Will They Do ... ?
When They Reach .... 71 .... !?!
  
Sit At Home ...
Watching ... **** Stations ... ?!?
  
I'd Rather ... " Relate " ...
And .... " COMMUNICATE " ...
With A Girl Who Makes ...
Her Brain ... FUNCTION ... !!!
  
And Hasn't Seen ...
... Plastic Surgeons ... !!!
  
See ... Talking Is ...
A .... BETTER WAY ...
To Find ... " THAT ONE " ...
  
YES Your ... " SOULMATE " ... !!!
  
Than ... "Hiding Behind" ...
A .... " Pretty Face " ....
Or LYING So That ...
... You Can Say ...
  
"I Love him cos'
he's got mad cash,
and gives me things,
i've never had !"
  
"He's BUYING YOU !
That makes you GLAD ?"
  
That's The Stuff ...
That ... Makes Me Mad ... !!!
  
MATERIAL ... Girls ... !!!
In Their ... " MATERIAL WORLD " ... !!!!
  
Madonnas' Song ...
Made Girls Think WRONG ... !!!!!!!!!!
  
Like I've Said Before ...
You Really ... CAN'T ...
Be ... WRONG and STRONG ... !!!
  
But Let's Get Back ...
To The ... Point of This ... !!!
  
My ... Written Scripts ...
REJECT .... " Gimmicks " .... !!!
  
I Choose This Way ...
To ... " Communicate " ...  
Cos' My Wordplay's Meant ...
To .... Indicate ...
  
A ... " CONSCIOIUS MIND " ...
Who ... Uses Rhyme ...
To ... BREAK THE MOULD ...
And ... Talk About CRIMES ...
  
Crimes of ... " Humanity " ...
Crimes of .... " Insanity " ....
Before I'm .... A VICTIM ....

of ...

Some Kind of TRAGEDY ... !!!!!
  
I Say These Things ...
To .... " Educate " ....
  
NOT TO Make ... !!!
An ... " Early Date " ...
With Someone Who ...
Has Got ... IRATE ...
Because of Statements ...
That I .... Make .....  

That Could Cause ...
An ... EARLY Fate ... !!!!
  
I'd Rather ... Try ...
To ... COMMUNICATE ... !!!
  
" Wouldn't You ?!? " ...
  
Well ....  
What Do You Say ... ?
  
Let's DO THAT ... !!!
NOT PLAY ... " Mind Games " ...
  
Like Our ... " So Called " ...
... " Heads of State " ....  
  
I Prefer To ... " Smile " ...
And NOT Stand Trial ... !!!
Or .... " Tribulation " ....  
  
Just Because of ....
Views I'm Stating ... !?!
  
" ALL OF YOU ! " .....
  
Are My ... " Relations " ...
  
Don't Run From That ...
Take Time Be ... " Patient " ...
  
My Viewpoint's ... CLEAR ...
And YES ... Quite BLATANT ... !!!
  
We'd ALL BENEFIT ... !!!!!
From MORE .......
  
.... " Communication " ....

Speak to me in numbers
Something tangible
Calculated
Equate your feelings with something
I can infer
Without asking you to
Work these problems over again.

You found me when I was already ripped. I was torn in places that you didn’t know existed, places I didn’t know were still there. I cried when I recognized them and you took my tears and you let them float in your palms. You kissed them. You let them be.

How do you let still water exist of which was made of turmoil? How do you make water float, when all it wants to do is sink?

You accept its desire to sink while lifting its weight, its memories and its fears. You walk with it. You lie with the earth, asking it to listen.

I’ve never known how to define the most sought out connection between humans. Maybe while I was being torn, I forgot how to communicate with my heart. Maybe when I was torn, my heart chose to no longer communicate.

But somehow, you placed my heart in the water. And it floated. It healed and it grew. And maybe that is what sought out human connection is meant to be— with those who heal your heart with tears.