The Poet

Both eyes stretched open

After dark

I am crowded here in solitary pain

All I desire

Is a distant thought

For I have no choice

But

Be here

All I spy

Are smiles wide

A masked self

What is beneath?

It is etched into 

My swollen heart

I shrink myself

overcome with discomfort

Devote oneself

Forget oneself

All in selfish reasoning

Steals all honesty from my lick

Transforms each moment to a code 

Every pupil of significance

Has a care in this moment

Be gentle

With her

She is hurting

Masked with delusions 

Am I growing?

Am I shrinking?

Where have I gone?

Empty mouthed,

Words have escaped me

When your sins

Come pouring 

From the rooftops 

You will collapse 

With them

Of distractions 

They cradle the pain,

Put it to sleep

I am afraid of what I hold

The chaos it may cause

I feel so much pain in my body

Resting beneath my eyes

This moment does not want me

I crave to exist with ease

I crave that which

falls from my grasp

Unable to obtain, I lust

When it is in my arms, I forget the desire

I only covet that which I do not possess

and when given this precious thing,

I may be utterly unable to appreciate