The World Whisperer

The thunder in my head pulsing,
But my eyes have not begun to rain.

Accepting will lend you freedom,
Evacuate the pain.

Silence is the cue to thinking.
Drowning in the dark.

But every time one holds my hand,
They tend to leave a mark.

Lead me to an infinite ladder,
Bring me to the sky.

I have inhaled a dream to explore the world entire.
And I long to say goodbye.

Diagnosis: Lascivious

Trigger, bullets speed
Yellow flashes of light.
Sunbeam slash,
Struck like golden lightning.

Your spirit burns
And out of the wound,
Fly out empty whistled tunes.

Made of life
That is not my own.

Combine your blood

With mine.

Lust To Pieces

I cannot respire.
With you consuming my thought filled mind.
A flood of you.
A chemical imbalance.

You. You. You.

I have dissolved. 

Lilium In Lithium

It wrestles, twists.
In spite of it's growth.
From the sprout of it's seed.

Forgetting all it needs.

Rejecting water ricocheting off it's own petals.

Pink, and soft.
White and light.

Streaming through the darkest of earth,
Roots extending below surface.

Wanting to be plucked, and gone.

Lilly droops instead, freckled on the inside, and rare.
Nature to sit by and stare.

But she keeps her head down.
Hoping the world to be erased from her memory.

And wake up in a field of seeded, seamed flowered dreams.
Drying, to a crisp. Quenching. Fighting. Dying, to be pulled out of this ground.
Taken away.

Nothing left but the devoured, shrivelled evidence of existence.

Sleep to You

I want you.
Within me.
Around me.
Hold me.
Tell me,
Something you have never told before.

I have grown addicted.
To your scent, kiss, touch.
My heart races.
My breath quickens.

You stop and hold me to keep me sane.
You have casted light upon me which I could never find.

I want you there to fall asleep to.
To lie awake to.
To dream away with.

I can't blink you away.
You're living in my mind.
You're taking up my chest.
You won't leave my mind.

Ill sleep to you tonight.

The Dream I Never Dreamt

In all the words, in all the ways, in all the days, I lie awake.
I dream of you, I smell your scent, I dream and find my secrets to vent.

I find your touch, we kiss and break, we hold and let go, we see and become absent.

We talk and then we're silent.

You speak, and then ignore.

You look for me, I wait for you. You wait for me.

The pull of love, the exchange, the growth, the roots, becoming, ending.

The pulse quickening, slowing.

The heart break approaching, waiting.
Falling apart, replaying.

Tears, suffocating.
Everything you ever said, every moment we ever had has now bursted...

With all the numbness that is left, the emptiness, the loneliness.
My feelings have been disguised.

We were never real, were we?
I swear it just feels like a dream.