Illuminate Yourself.

Words do little to define the way I’ve been feeling lately.
Synonyms pile on top of one another far beyond my reach but they still fail to touch my elated subconscious. Oh, I long to take you there, where beauty drops like rain on a tin roof top so loudly it startles you into an upright position. How I wish that I could instruct you to stare directly into the sun without worrying about permanently damaging what little eyesight you have left beneath those thick convex lenses, smudged by your own secreting fifth. If only I had the medical equipment designed to take you out of that skin-tight flesh and set free your own subconscious by force. However, it doesn’t work that way anymore. I’m afraid you’re going to have to figure something out yourself. You’re going to have to figure some things out on your own.

In Silence.

Sometimes I hear voices that change me
and I may never be able to put them behind me
as they insist on residing in the deepest corner of my heart
Mangling my sight, reshaping my eyes
They award me with a feeling of being air
not the one you breath, but the one you exhale
The one you see as a strain and shove off the train
I am floating in a lonesome state
Out in the wide world of strangers
And I hear voices that make me want to give up
Voices that ram fingers onto my throat
testing the limits of my intensity
I am getting lost into my troubled essence
And I can’t mourn these words off my mind
they’re stuck onto my soul
I’m trying hard to understand why
but I am not ready to face the piles of my life
The forces that enlighten me what is light