The silent war between lovers' lines,
In the midst of endless time,
I find nigh, I am high,

To the core, in my endless mind,
The kind of hearts, that pry and pry,

Curses shouted to the wind,
Verses, written to the page,

A fast, and slow calling, just barely out of reach.
Touch my fingertips and look into my eyes,
As I slip, and fly away.

~Robert van Lingen

If the world is round

Why would there need to be an East and  a West?

Why would there need to be borders and lines?

Why would there be a need for a divide?

'together'

Is it a word created for

'separation'

Is it a word created for

'forever'

There would be no such thing as

Why are there notions like these

Why would there be a need for these

If things were different

Would now be different

Not better

Not worse

Just different

I want to forget, and I want to move on—but whenever I relapse I realize I’m not done. I don’t want to keep on sulking but it’s something I need to feel, my brain needs to tell my heart that our separation is real.

F-or I've been yearning for a bond or two
R-are it is, for my sad tableau
I- was plain till I found a book
E-asy not, it's a slow and gentle cook
N-ot a one can ruin this sweet, simple art
D-on't falter it doesn't stop there
S-ometimes, importance swims in the air
H-orrible it truly is when death takes place
I- miss those times when everything's ablaze
P-arted we may be, but kept in each heart

Inhalation
Close my eyes, I am not forever.
Exhalation
Resonances of heartbeat pounding in my head.
Inhalation
My pains temporarily disappear, time fastens.
Exhalation
Hide my tears for I don't cry.

I thought it's impossible for the Disease to destroy everything.
Chemical pressures degenerates the mind easily.
Uneternal ways are used to attenuate the suffering.
Just close my eyes and wait for relief to be over.

Forgive me, I could not fix myself.
All this distance between other hurts
Can't let me go, my actions cause me pain!

Time's not slowing down, accelerates for sure.
My sanity, it isn't infinite.
Too much imbalance, unable to endure.
Cynanide levels won't come down.
Judgement torn apart without thoughts.
Heart disappears with Disease that mature.
I don't expect too much happiness
Whispers to myself "I hate you."
Do I know that?

Inhalation
Close my eyes, I am not forever,

Separated from you.

looking around, it’s not what I expected

                                                                                         from you

below the clouds, flowers still grow
                                                                                         I’ll wait
                                                                                         for you

somewhere there’s a place where I can be alone

                                                                                         with you

will you show your face? let me know for once

                                                                                         it's you



dark behind the shadows, you can hide your light

                                                                                         from me

think of what we had, no, think of what could be
                                                                                         you’ll wait
                                                                                         for me

I see you slipping through, you don’t have to stay

                                                                                         with me

I can say it’s you, but we both know the truth

                                                                                         it’s me

I find myself digging a hole,
Discovering my heart is what stole,
My love for myself and for others.
It yearns for something that words cannot describe.

I trip over my own feelings,
Needing help, needing healing.
I imagine myself all alone,
Staying separated, staying at home.

My mind tells me I’m not good but I know it’s untrue,
It’s time to give credit where credit is due.
I know I can do it but my mind is so weak.
What I’d die for is what my heart seeks.

I give up, I succumb comfort zones.
They’re the reason for being alone.
I climb up the mountain to face my fears,
But as I reach the end my eyes fill with tears.

I clear my mind of repeating thoughts,
Of regrets and memories sought over.
I’m locked in Satan’s dungeon of self-image,
Waiting to be rescued from this prison being hidden.

I search the forest for the security I lack,
But as I get weary I just want to go back,
To my home I never left before now.
What made me brave I can’t explain how.