Enrichment

He lays there. Silent, aware of the ever evolving world. Acknowledging his call to the world beckoning for him to come out and be more than what he is. Something about the way he is, the way he moves. His social collection of rumors and uprising. His prowess of great feats that none will see. The fears he cannot destroy, pulling him in, slowly, he runs away just daring to escape. Day by day he slips away, trying not to succumb to the typical cliche of the madness so common within every soul he's faced. Desperate for an escape he frantically jumps from reality to the creation within, the ever so subtle, ever so smooth and graceful persona everyone is accustomed to. Tossing another one back, throwing his cares away. Grasping for more reality than his mentality will allow. Drowning in the ever expanding creation of the man made sensation. He sees the light in the confusion, the darkness in destruction. And more he reaches for, more he seems to adore. Never fulfilling the craving desire of madness and insanity he pushes his senses to heights uncommon to any of his kind. He speaks with the sharpness and power of such authority that he himself have been know to shy away from. Slowly, his world is slipping. Slowly...his reality is fading...he feels the jolt of compassion, the fire burning a hole in his life showing him he is not conformed to this worlds beliefs. No desire to stay among his peers. He presses into the void, the rush of new and untold stories exciting him only furthering his prowess and compassion. He achieves nothing, sadness suddenly envelopes him, he looks around as he is frozen into place. And everything he had ever known turns grey, blurs and becomes distorted. Finding the inevitability to move himself from his own imprisonment, he is forced to watch as further and further his reality is leaving him. As the mental images of what is happening sets in. He feels the faint warmth of a new element, something long forgotten and suddenly his eyes are open. Unaware that he is now awoken by things he will never know. And only one thought bouncing across his now frantic mind....what now?

Hold you tight

Forgive me if I hold you to tight, I just love you with all my might. You spent a little time running away from me, I ran away from me too. We both lost ourselves in this world. We both fell amongst societies swirl. Together again we are, and forever again we say. But honey I couldn't stand to be without you, not even for a day. Mesmerized by your charm, your cuteness and the like, but something inside of me knows more than being with you is something to die for. I slip away from the world of pain, only to see what else I could gain, most of the times my dreams are new, but not a single one has been without you. I push to be better, I work to be new. But all along, I do it for you. The pain in this journey has always been hard, but we find ourselves stuck in love even still. One day, we will make that moment when two equals one, and together, that will be a thrill.

Mystery person

Lost and broken with none to confide in, pain and doubt with an internal shout. Surrounded by bodies of life and more. So alone and empty I stray with the flow, just hoping for someone to eventually know, never will I ever be the same again. Oh dear mystery person, couldn't you only make your trip sooner? Not sure what I will do without you. Internally dead and no hope within, I cry for my pain than none can cure, only to be backed up with the thoughts of the unsure. Oh dear mystery person could you please help? I'm dying on the inside and the damage is deal.

This I see

One day at a time, one movement reacting from the other. He sees her love like a lover. He feels her pain like no other. The struggle of power, the blindness of the unsure. Don't make me miss you, lets shake the world and all it's known. Lets show them our flight and how we have grown.

Perpetual wonder

He looks out at the vast world among him, he watches the swirls of emotion the rivalry of the nation. He sees the lives of so many treated as nothing but a game, he knows the pain and sorrow that fills this world, he has overcome the struggles, he watches, perpetually studying. Wonder and might and all it's power has nothing more than him this very hour.

Crystalline tears

Here I lay, gazing up at the stars, cold upon my back as the rock is to the ground, no one near, no other sound. Desperately I cry, wishing someone would hear, and sit beside me, so I wouldn't fear. The world looks at me, just as I see it. But I only show the parts that I see fit, no care in the world, is a dangerous task. For who can you be, if your hiding behind a mask.

Blinded by fear

A broken shell, empty inside, pain and suffering with none to confide, the days of dread and nights of fear, doing nothing but gazing out with a blank stare. People moving around me, the world continuously pressing upon me. Nothing to cure me, nothing to pure me. Killing me softly with sweetness, I feel nothing but the chilling grief of the lost.