Then came the day
Our souls detached, forever to stay away...

Whether your spirit has awoken from dreaming
Elevated to new levels surpassing the ceiling

          Never forget me
          Wherever you may go
          Wherever you may be
          Never forget me

If there is a window through which you may be able to see
Show me the way so that I may be free
Take me with you in ease
So that we may come together
United in peace

Celebrating the wonders we've had and have yet to discover
Letting anyone not, break, the bond we share for eachother...

I have been gone from here, haven’t I, Love?
My body has faithfully occupied its given space,
And resolutely fulfilled the duties expected of it,
But I have been as a sojourner in a foreign land,
With only a thin tether of loyalty to bring me home.

Wade on top of roses,
   not immersed in thorn and leaf

Time with people I learn to know, is,
   always far too brief

My heart is in a nose dive,
   each new friend makes me bleed

But with each new wound, I,
   find isolation, what I need

To heal I must remain above,
   apart from what I seek

On top is where the flowers are,
   far from a lover's cheek.

i have been practicing the art of
concealment
because i once thought that love
was a wide open field
where i could spin in careless circles
and scream at the top of my lungs
my every lucid thought
but have since realized
it is instead
a cold, haunted house
with creaking doors
that only open
with the hardest push
and the strongest of intentions
to get inside.

You don't know the reason behind my silence.
You don't know why my eyes are kept at a distance.
Trust me, it's much better this way.
When i'm silent.
When i'm numb.
When i'm not speaking.
When i'm acting dumb.
My gaze won't burn you.
But i fear you'd see the pathetic me in my eyes.
And i don't know if you're hurt when i'm silent.
But i know you'd be hurt if i let the words outta my mouth.
I don't wanna see you run away from fear.
I don't wanna push the evil inside there.
For it would definitely do something bad it isn't suppose to.
I don't wanna scare you.
So, it's better if you stay away.
Then being shoved as my prey.

But, darling, no one is understanding this.
My abilities are flowers and you're picking off all the petals
before I even have time to grow more.
My brain is a garden that I can only water when I'm alone,
so please understand that I will wilt and dry out when exposed
to too much social interaction for too long of a time.
I need time to recuperate, to grow, to freshen up.
Because a flower is no fun when it's wilted, and all the petals are gone.


(d.d.b)