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.