Leaving the tapestry of my rigid thoughts.
Diagnosing my fear as a symptom of disgust.
Living as if I can find solace.
Laughing glances follow me to oblivion.
Radiant lovely whispers caress my tongue.
Breathing becomes labored as I seek the valor of my thoughts.
Taking the encapsulated pieces of time resurrect my soul…one second at a time.
Wide eyed stare keeps me safe from the harm I feel all around me.
Talking to air is my rapture.
Knowing the degree of time is a constant nuance of forever.
Comprehension of knowledge inside the madness of laughing bubbling lights transpires my clinging fingers from the darkness.
I leave nothing unturned.
I furrow the depth of my weakness’
There is but one that can hold the madness back…
Only one.
