Deception.

 
twisted day dreams.. its trying.
spilled all out, hoping it would impact some sort of re-act-shun

caught catacombs, with feelings that unfold
and truth in-lyes beneath where the water lillys grow.

bold moves that your intentions hold.
but i still wish that you were so much closer..

however, you pushed the distance so far apart,
now im performing a balancing act
with razor blades and feathers here in the dark.
are you proud that you left your mark?

i lay here in captivity
with silent screams across empty meadows
and ive been sending owls as messengers for you.
cant you feel my heart?

youve been running in the shadows.
and yes i understand that these emotional matters
have you slightly walking around in tip-toe patterns
and- are grasping at the gest of your well being,
while your pride is swallowed down and reflected blue.

while my dirty angel wings hark with wisdom.
as the sage burns
you know: we will keep on being diligent
and you cannot forget that:

we have been painting this portrait,
combining the forces
we cant just:
replace the colors in your face with the burden shades of grey..
you are important.

but as i sit here alone, craving you day after day..
i contemplate and critique the forgiveness of our vulnerability.