The World is vast and frightening
but if you are brave
and like to wander
it’s also very enlightening
That creeping little tendril
that wanders in the back of my mind
and lingers in each of my thoughts
and settles into a crease in my heart..
It brings a strange warmth
that starts to numb
with a happiness I’m afraid to embrace..
and it’s hard for me to say,
I start to think of a future
next to me.
The start of it all remains hazy
to the point where I can’t remember
when I decided to spend these lazy
days hanging in your arms.
And though it’s only been a short time
since I’ve known you as you
Let’s keep on floating until I’m
ready to be carried far away
The start of it all is just as unclear
as to where we are going but it
doesn’t matter how far or near
because every day
where your deepest, darkest secret lies
I already know it
your selfish hope comes to surface
and you begin to show it
what will you do now
that everyone sees the face
you tried so hard to hide
but it’s impossible to erase
my name is disaster
my purpose is to destroy
come on, get it faster
play with your little toy.
And here the shadows
fall across the wall so sloppily
moving so slightly, side by side
as I rock my desk under anxious fingers
waiting for these thoughts to
from inside my head
and out my hands.
in the sunshine the glare
blares out all imperfections
that are visible to the eye
but sometimes vision lies
and appearances decieve
what truly lies beneath
the primary skin.
Purple bruises under my eyes
Indicated my lack of sleep
For days watched the sun set and rise
But still could find no haven in my sheets
but then one winter night frosted my windows
As I crossed my arms across my chest
Chilly winds blew high and low
And I set my head down to rest
The dying fire lit the walls
With grotesque shadows not from this world
I listened to these creatures call
Entranced to see them swirl and twirl
Where I was led I know not of
As they pulled me through some corridor
Made of shadows, their grasp was rough
Till we made it to some cleared out moor
And then these sprites, they began to dance
Wildly as though they might die otherwise
The mysticism of the dark night held their trance
As they circled me and closed my eyes.
In the darkness, I saw my friends
They told me stories, whispered in my ear
Laughing at me with most happiness
Asked to hear my deepest fears
Eyes still closed, I chose to confide
What makes my blood turn to ice
Is to find no one left on my side
But they were gone when I opened my eyes
So in this void
you will find
in the darkness of what
you call your mind
people you never met
and unkempt thoughts
make believe stories
that have been wrought
to fill the gaps in place
lies that have become
the better part of you
filled with an unearthly hum
in the void
you will find
you lost your mind.
I wandered in this lonely place
Searching for some way out
Hoping to find a friendly face
But each step filled me with more doubt
Were those shadows ever real?
Had they lured me to this unknown place?
Why had they left me to here to feel
The emptiness of this lonesome space.
I woke to find myself in bed
And in my eyes, rays of sun beam
On my pillow I rested my head
And wondered if it was all a dream
to the people who never sleep
in their brains the monsters creep
too afraid they are to rest their weary eyes
for in their dreams who will hear their cries?
in drawn out moments of hesitation
the heart seeks yet more reservation
to ward off these mares of night
where whence these feelings of fight or flight
originate to strike some fear
in something they hold near and dear
and so to the people who never sleep
who try to hide a monster’s creep
they begin to lose their sense to feel
what is not- and what is real.
Just let the bubble burst
and spill out the sides
overwhelming but it feels so good
as it drips off the edges
making puddles on the ground
and gushing, gushing, gushing
wait till it stops flushing
all the bad things out
and we’ll gather you up
set you right
and you’ll be clean and shiny
not new, but refreshed!
how GOOD it will feel!
Why do I have to grow up
and do things I don’t wanna do
why do I have to be the bigger person
and struggle my way through
to keep myself in check
and not lose my head
why thrust this upon me
till the day I’m dead
I don’t wan’t to grow up
it’s something I can’t stand
I think I’ll get some fairy dust-
fly away like Peter Pan.
I kept on laughing
but my jaw was tense
I could have really
wanted to really
felt like really
giving you a big mouthful of my mind.
so yeah, it doesn’t really matter.