Elucidating Questions

Kind heart

Delicate fingers

Except I have sausage fingers that just break a lot

And a heart that just breaks a lot

You don’t hear them whispering through the trees

But then again it’s not something you can see

Trying to escape the worst of me

Cover all the mirrors, and never see myself again

Perhaps for the best

What I can see I don’t like

What I can’t see I don’t like when I can see it

I wish I never had to see it again

My moon is almost full.

Is everyone else’s moon also almost full?

Well I don’t know, because I don’t know the last time they looked at the moon.

They’ll probably notice when she’s full, and that’s about all.

So my moon is almost full

And she rides in a cloudlike state

Unnaturally natural.

We talk of how the life of a

Thing in the universe

Is mostly boring

Save the 76% it’s terrifying

Pelted by things that harm us

Usually as a result of something that harmed some other thing

We see these cores crystallised by the cold that is

This universe

We see so much pain and suffering

And then one day something happens

Usually something terrible

And we cease to exist

We talk about how the face we show isn’t how we feel inside it’s a result of these things we’ve seen

These things that have hurt us

I tell her she has beautiful scars

She tells me

My battery is dying and I should charge my phone.

Or she has nothing to say, and the wiring of the day takes over.

Thank you

I whispered to the breeze

She breathed back

Ahshwei

Or how to spell it

Did it know my name

Or a silent stolen voice

A whisper from a language fleeting

In the wind

But it also seemed to mean thank you

And she stays with me

Tugging my hair and kissing my face

And she seems to attached to the mystery of the seasons and their

Weather

How could it become so complacent of a word?

When it all works so separate so intricate so linked in many ways

But the sun was too hot

I’m walking out of my comfort zone into the unknown of a springless Summer

Around the young trees sung back to sleep not heeding the warning whispered

Those waiting pause for applause

And send out the beginning of a spring

But the sun will be too hot for the blooms

So their short life becomes shorter as we experience

So many naïve trees shooting the breeze too early and facing the consequences

Of limp white petals

Placid with leaves slightly brown as they missed their chance to wake

From firing too early

Yes I feel her still settled around my knees the breeze

Passing a fleeting touch

They haven’t woken up

So they can’t keep you cool either

Singing

Don’t love nobody but nobody loves me

Kingdom Hearts

Hey do you hear me?

No

On these nights so weary

Say

Aren’t you lucky?

Are you lucky now?

You don’t hear me

Hear me now

This madness is something you don’t know

All the long nights all alone

Hey

I can’t hear

Nevermore

Doth the Raven crow

Here we vow

This is it

Say it with no sound

The song of the hawk

Away

It’s just trapped in my heart on repeat while repeating the reasons it will never be why they’re better than me why I can’t live for free

I just want to live

That’s all I want but it never works

No matter how hard I try nothing quite goes how it could

Nothing ever works nothing quite fits

There’s no click that makes it stay no attachment to the day no interest they say in anything but

It’s so hard to enjoy when there’s no way to enjoy because every second is filled wondering what to do next

Every time everyone acts like it’s no big deal but it’s a big fucking deal and I’m so fucking close to getting screwed every time

I bet everyone thinks I’m over exaggerating

Fuck

It’s hard to watch

Him smile as I have a crossing thought

It’s hard to see as I recoil from me

How I want to love him how unloved is me

Haunted day wise

Daymares ticking

Tricking how the emotion could be expressed

Killing the options and the feeling alive

Within the dead I cannot survive

How to find a tale untold

When I feel this pulling tide

Beyond the emptiness I feel

What one part of this could be real

How do you find yourself repeating things you didn’t do and it would have been almost right too

There’s no madness in blue clear eyes sapphire like diamond like crystal clear

True there is no reason for the lost to be evoked

Within this flame unheard unspoke

Spoken in reverse

Without a beautiful verse