Your Cocoon

The sun blazes off coats of you're glaze

Of you're frost against the windows.

You are slowly beginning to liquefy

Soon you will be dried up into the pavement.

And I dont know when to expect a return.

And I dont know if it's safe to tell you

How much you're missed.

I will be looking out from indoors,

With the lust that you'll show up at my door.

I want to know why you have gone.

Why you don't return.

When that is all that this heart is asking for....

Stop

When you start to believe in nothing,
When you start to say good bye
When you start missing
When you start crying,
and give up trying.
When this feeling never stops,
and almost everything feels as if it isn't real and happening.

The world is spinning,
while your watching.

And you are left to save yourself,
But you don't know
where to start
where to end..

If there were a button that said "stop"
Who would hesitate to push it?