A deafening silence settles,
Leaving only dust and some movements,
Rustling in the sheets, tossing and turning,
Trying to get some sleep.

But where is the peace in the silence
When all you can hear are
The whispers, an illusion,
Yet there is nothing to be heard.

Slowly, out of reach,
My hand tries to grab
What is left of my own sanity;
And every night, I wish it were over.

End me.

A day with you is indescribably perfect.
Even the birds flies geometrically aligned with the neatly painted sky.
I am undoubtedly in love with your voice
I am lost within the galaxies of your eyes, its devouring my soul.
I am awakaned by every blink of your eyes
The way you hold my hand sends shiver through the tiniest nerve of my spine, sprinting as if the energies you gave me are having their own race.
I fell in love with your quiet whispers, the way you let out the words 'I love you' it's killing me.
Im stealing glances examining you like a science experiment thinking how could you be so perfect?
I can feel your words through your kisses, it's a lifeline keeping me alive
With your arms wrapped around me feels like I am in the safest place, its your paradise where everything is in its own place
Being with you feels like time doesn't exist— it feels like forever.

Vehemence ebbed out,
Soft rain whispers sweet nothings;
Earth in goosebumps!

The moon whispered softly,
"Let me taste the sweet honey of your lips
as my beams follow the curves of your body
like a river running through the mountains.
Your gentle moans,
a chorus of angels singing on high.
O gentle lover,
let my light pour itself upon your skin.
Filling your soul.
Filling your heart.
Over and over
like the roaring waves of the ocean
until you collapse in ecstasy"

Empathy sheathed within
           every declaration that
eclipsed upon my eyes.
As I watched every word in form.

For your voice wasn't just
           affirmation of intent.
It was a visual  guidance
          a purpose of no harm.

Genial whispers waved over me,
          never sinking but guided
to shores of empathy.
         you were my voice of calm.

Our unappreciated saviors of the world reside among the clouds.
A fitting tribute to my arrival, the clouds fell to the floor.
They guided my way and kept my toes warm.
I hear the darkness festering at my heels, trying to catch my eye.
The sounds were subtle but relentless as they continued to expand.
Larger and larger they grew, proceeding to overwhelm all corners of my mind.
Stripped away from my shaking hands, I no longer hold command.
I urge my brain to ignore them but they distract me evermore.
Like the beautiful whispering of the leaves as they left their home.
Never to return, they remind me of a place where I loved to roam.
I long for a sense of where I belong.
Aimlessly wandering is exhausting beyond description.
Burning to the ground, my lover was dead amongst the dust.
My world stopped spinning.
Close your eyes and count to ten. Goodbye my little friend.
One… Three… Seven… Eight… Ten…
For as long as I will live, I will be haunted by my regrets and mistakes.
The day that I left the kingdom of peace, the glass shattered.
The clouds returned to the sky, and the world that was shared was between only my sister and I.

My view of the world
           through rose tinted glasses.

I hope that we can pick up roses
      hand them to each other
rather than point weapons upon
                       brothers & sisters.
But a rose is a sour beauty
for even thorns can bleed
              deeper than a dull sword.

We must speak to each other find
             solace in others humanity.
For words can heal rifts that started
                 long before we were born.
But syllables latching on to the misgivings
                      of insecurities can wound.
Like papercuts on the mind,
        speaking to the shallow cradles swinging
        in a hateful wind of whispers flawed.

I wear glasses that I take of every now
          and then, I have a idealistically flawed
view seeing the potential of us.
But knowing we can fall harder
                                      than when can get up.