How I beg for some peace just a moment or 2
A bit of clarity in the confusion that is you
We fight everyday over the simple things.
yet you never let me win.
You hold me hostage with your disbeliefs.
That i fear I will never be free.
O how I wish for some silence just a moment or 2
Just a brake from the kaos that is you
You drive me crazy with your negative thoughts.
From morning till night you keep me in a spin even when i sleep you wont give in.
How I beg for some peace just a moment or to a bit of clarity in the confusion that is you

Hope and fear lie sizzling in the hand of a kind dry light sun drenched to the fire of silken sand, the naked voices of ones be heard on the bereaved winch of wind as the niche neglect pitch nuts and bolts to the ****** of grace, filled to the pinch and quench on a human oasis, the stiff of heat slaps the face of the souls cry to the deep sweep of dust and swine smell a sway on the principle of a turning tide, oer the eye of the opal queens velvet cress of sleep sipping her lips to the sweet serene atmospheric, tumbling toward xtasy on the tender rich faint silent hum arrested to the ***** of elemental bliss

I hate talking about what to afraid
But this situation that is made;
Getting me
To be afraid to love
Afraid of rising above
In a nutshell,
When will the sense of being Misunderstood get solve?

You know
Sometimes its just you and time
With thoughts in mind
Wondering whats beyond
The walls you sit behind
Structured by your own mind
Filled with love and fights
Shared by your own kind
To make you feel
Its worst behind

But when you look up
at sky
Moving beyond and high
Sitting with your thoughts and time
You wonder
Is it really
How i wanna live for life
Believing its worse out there
And warmth inside

The white luminary finally sketched itself along the lines of the dark canvas sky...

And my serene heart suddenly went out of the way...

To spill all my secrets to the watcher in the sky...in wild sobs and silent howls...

I hear ancient horses neigh and the crickets seem to be in a frenzy...

Could I have helped myself from spilling my own secrets...?

...

Somewhere deep inside the ocean... a sleeping oyster wakes to expose it's pearl bed to the same haunting shadow in the sky...

It looks up to the brooding moon in question of how it forces without force...

To come out of your hiding... Naked to the core!

The oyster too wonders aloud :Could I have concealed my mystery a little further?