I am at a point in my life
Where nothing is conclusive
I'm not at peace with my own heart
And rest has never been more elusive
I toss and turn, then turn, then toss,
And as for words, I'm at a loss
I feel uneasy, I'm not at peace
I wish I could detach, release
There is a whole world in my head
Where skies are green and trees are bent
But where I'd rather be instead
Is unattainable− I can't.
There are voices in my head
Nothing new, but all the same
They wear me out, they're bothersome
I can't even hear my name
There is a place I'd rather be,
A world prepared for you and me;
A silent space, a quiet place,
Void of the rush of the human race
But such a place exists no more
But only in the thoughts of man
For such a space is pivotal
In silencing the thoughts of man
So close your eyes, my valentine,
And open your mind to roam free
For in those dreams, my love, my sky,
Your heart will surely find me
Close your eyes, muffin of mine,
And unlock your heart, dear pumpkin pie
That when two doves in flight meet,
They will see each other eye to eye
Yes, close your eyes and face the sky
Lift your head and spread your arms
Take a breath and stay your ears
Listen to the sound of gentle wind
Just close your eyes, my valentine
Allow our dreams to intertwine
Let your heart sing that song divine
And your melody collide with mine
Close your eyes, my butterfly,
And stay here, right by my side
Lift your face, look to the sky
Forget it all, just you and I.
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 4
PoetryThird notebook, third book. This is where it gets real. Warning: Not for the faint of heart. Just kidding lmaooo (Or am I??) But yeah anyways, here we go on our third (unofficially fourth) rollercoaster ride! It will be undergoing some edits soon. A...
