Can you feel your own heart beat
In every step you take
And you wonder at the meanings of things
In the silence
In the darkness that you wade
Were made
That you truly are
You listen to whispers
To quiet for anyone else to hear
You wonder why
They are deaf to everything you are
And they smile because they ignore the sounds
Of the walls falling down around them
They don’t want to know
And you sit here
At the end of the world
And you watch the turning of this
And you find no hope
No desire
Knowing
A man cannot put his trust in himself
A man cannot put his trust in his brother
A man cannot put trust in his lover
And you see the universe
And no God
Just a conciseness
Ultimate
Intimate
And too far away
Tears stuck in your eyes
And you drown in the wonder
And you drown in the sorrow
Why the dance
But that’s like asking
Why the beginning
And you will never know the answer
And you really don’t need to know
On a no need basis
Fireflies and stars
And wisps of worlds long perished
You see faces in your heart
Smiles burned as scars
On the flesh of the softest lips
You don’t know love
But you do know tears
Stuck in your eyes
Like the whispers
In your ears
Lost in the river of thoughts
Endlessly running in your head
Sweet sounds
Planets swirl around and around
And you think you might burn away
And maybe you already have
But you sit on the cliff
And watch the blackness
Because there is nothing else
Nothing else to do
Author notes
When nothing you touch feels real, and everything is quiet even when you can see them screaming. When softness becomes the memory, and life is just a misty fog you are walking through. When you forgot why. Why anything, why something. And you wonder how, or what you are left to... when all is just a question and that question just isn't vital anymore... when you listen just because it's all there is, and you hope for nothing, want for nothing... then you may see me sitting next to you.
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I swear we've met before, maybe in the dark in-betweens where shadows dwell and echoes linger, and the shades and lights of dusk and dawn go to hide from the starlit nights and too-bright days. We need to find my memories...
