I could never find you in the ever present day
Even though your cries seemed a simple whisper away
The grey, it overcame you and the sun refused to shine
And all my efforts came back to tell me I was out of time

And I found that all I could do was get on bend'd knee and pray
With fret and woe upon my face and words that ran away
Could you hear my pleas for you and would you know they were mine
Or is this helplessness a prison to which we're both confined?

Monkey bars/Deep scars
Shooting stars/Chasing cars
Apple pies/Broken cries
Bright skies/Teary eyes
Birthday cake/Smile's fake
Easy bake/Heart break
Matching games/Lighter flames
Picture frames/Lovers names
Car seats/Lonely streets
Candy sweets/****** sheets
Mommy's hug/Addictive drug
Lady bug/ Shoulder shrug
Candy shop/Speeding cop
Lollipop/Tear drop
Play toys/White noise
The child enjoys/The teen destroys

Those who cannot hear the music playin'
Think because I dance, I am quite insane.
While I pray they hear music one day soon,
'Til then I'll keep dancing to my own tune!

You're star studded and glowing bright
I'm sinking dark and holding tight
you have no cares and float in bliss
I can't sigh without a hiss.

The wind keep sighing in the branches. the sigh of searching wind reigns over the night. the room is chill. Just a candle, searching eyes and a dog-eared paper on a tear soaked pillow with the silhouette of a man and a woman, and abandoned hands against the dim light of the candle on it, searching an unconditional love , waiting for a family to hold them. Those who can mollify his sorrow and the countless worries in his heart.
Another night, no one came. pearls of tear glisten on his face again and the spatter of rain . His parents shed tears watching their child's silence in pain. The steady drops of rain fall from the ceiling on a little orphan head, he has slept on the dark and dank ground since a better place not found.

For futures out there
You should do it
Just so you know what it's like
But you'll hate every second

But isn't  that the essence of memories
And the purpose of learning

Pain is what reminds us not to repeat certain actions

But without experiencing it
you only know from others
Which makes you want it all the more

Cycle
And we seek love
Closeness
Others who have similar experiences
and pains to share with
and hopefully forget

Take this safety pin of pleasure,
And ***** it under the skin,
Feel ugly bliss trickle down your spine,
And the breath of your conjoined twin.

Then chase it once more, twice more,
Like greyhounds legging after a rabbit,
Forever to be outside of an arms reach,
Downright devoid of all energy and wit.

- Jamie F Nugent