lights are out
and I’m isolated
prone to elaborate
about my rattling thoughts
with a skin that smothers
and a burning tongue
just to keep me sane
to calm the night, I leave
my thoughts echoing the room
as a way to distract myself
from solitude
and my eyes are breaking down
featured a mood that’s slowly
catching up with their colors
as they turn blue in all its scales
as I wait for my memory to shed a new skin
leaving a peace of mind – away from such hollows

The sun’s awfully rude,

it’s splaying his flaws and exposing them

to get perceived by everyone

and I can tell his self-esteem is bruised.

My palms close in on his face,

and shields it instead of mine.

“Oh, the reminder’s the light, you’re the highlight of my life,

& I know by default, you’d presume so.”

- My hands throw back the echoes of his voice.

The whole nine yards are stretching out into desperation,

If only I can carry him to a better mood.

Without vulnerability,
I don't know who I am.
I grabbed this cotton
beating deep in my chest,
& hid it away as a self-defense mechanism.
No exposure, much less pain.