Veiled wounds in the mind
A tired soul cant use honey to catch the flies
Too many attempts, blood flows when she tries
A mirage of water in a desert;
The illusion of calm serenity
Parched and starving on your ideology
I sit wading in the dark, impatiently.
What darkness spills forth now
As the disillusionment wanes
What power in the emptiness
The numb causality of being callously tamed:

A caged animal will bite the hand that bleeds it.

you disrupt me
I'm feeling too much at once
I'm feral but only where you cant see
the line between what makes you
and what hates me
is too close
unsteady in the corners that shielded me
hoping they protect me
from what has always eaten away at me
I give too much
I feel in infinities
"Some infinities are bigger than..."
I wished and I prayed
but hope seems to lag
passive aggressively sailing on by
demanding I switch to live
urging that the way to combat
the will to give
is to take.

A lifetime is short
But a minute
is a very long time

create the longest
distance twixt hearts in Love
and sometimes they never bridge
from the far apart they're torn
they never fall back close,
the deep canyons of doubt can't let them
no matter how bravely they fight
however much they try they can't hold tight
lies are thieves who rob the spark
wound and leave their mark
one that may mean a forever
without return to together