For you, a chance, faded.

For me, a moment, fleeting.

My dreams, affilictions, nightmares, nightsweats.

Your dreams, lovely, soothing, beautiful.

Our energies tethered.

Regardless the distance, you’re still next to me....

Adapting to a constant changing maze that picks up its pace on a whim, making it hard to dodge while other times it uses psychological methods of attack, meant to hinder you through your peripherals. Paranoia. The goal isn’t to complete the maze. No one completes the maze. It’s to hold out as long as possible....

In your arms, I found my home.

In your arms, I feel collected and warm.

Why do I feel this way?

What does it mean?

One minute I’m glad and the next I’m green.

One second I’m sad and the next I’m seen.

I’ll reach as far as possible if it means.

You and I.

Can be.

A thing....

I’m not happy. I lost myself or apart of me maybe?

Beat down after beat down.

I screech for help.

Yet nothing…No one even dares look my way.

It’s always one against many.

Doing my best to dodge instant death.

It’s scary. The eeriness. The lonliness.

Just one person would do.

One who can understand. One who could relate.

However. Just like the oxygen we inhale. Horrible beings. HORRID.

Roam t...

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It’s cleared. You are free.

What if? No. You have to trust in yourself don’t be blind.

I care. I know, you think I don’t?

My thoughts…! Are like a Tornado? Yea I’m struggling to.

This is life? Sometimes…Small…Cheerishable moments.

The storms passed we could leave? With what car?

We’ll walk! At this time of night?

We’ll hitchhike! Because trusting people has gotten us far?

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Tiring. Sadly watching an everlast widdle away.

Desolate. No one, nothing, loneliness.

Stressed. Every angle covered yet still I’m struck.

Depressed. Smile, in reverse, can they see my frown?

Night. Suffering in silence, the last flower picked from the field....

I KNOW YOU KNOW. I KNOW YOU FEEL THAT.

IT’S ANNOYING, A CONSTANT STING.

OUR TETHER. CUT BY YOU.

THE MOMENTUM STOPPED. RAGE CONSUMED.

I WANT TO GRAB AND PULL BUT I LACK THE DRIVE.

A SHATTERED HOMECOMING. HONESTLY, A STAKE TO THE HEART.

did i read the wrong chapter? did i open the wrong page?

where do i fit here? theres no where for me to even stand.

ice covers me on this fiery plane.

i’m burn...

I’m nervous. A real nail biter.

A much needed elixr, will loosen my screws.

Pent-up, this feeling? An explosion or two.

The stains on my shirt, show my weak spots.

I got exactly what I asked for. We both did. Let’s decend into this sensation....

Drifting away to a song.

My life seems far, far along.

I want to dream of a quiet place.

No place like this exist.

Constant agony, I know that someone hears me.

All my good thoughts, shot down, with insecurities.

Dangaling, alone on an edge, my sight leery.

Blood vein, straight to my head, that’s just the real me.

Climbing up all over that ledge, I made it cheery.

Pesimistic, I shoulda been dead...

Thoughts. On you.

I hear your footsteps. A melody?

I hum to the rhythm. A soothing beat.

A fragrance that comes and go’s.

I’m afraid to trust. My soul. Alone.

I’m cold. Shivering. Starving.

Slated. Slowly. Falling....