The core of connectivity,
Millions of miles of memories,
Suppressed and beaten.
Sad and desperate.
Scraped and bruised.

Thousands of thoughts fought off
Words
Actions
HUMANS
Evil creatures breaking and entering
To make you psychotic
To make you lose yourself
They talk Talk TALK

Laying down at night wondering why
Crying into a pillow,
It's not fair
Scattered thin, far

Grab my hand
Pull me out of this sea of thoughts
That would otherwise turn me insane
Your grasp protecting me
Not alone for a moment
It's all I need

The world surrounds me
Yet I'm still alone
You say you care
I lay here insecure
Baggage filed with lead
Eyes deep-set with dread

Awakening into a pit
So familiar each sand grain stands out
No way to climb out
Why am I trying?
Always crying, inside dying

All molded into a smile
Innocent and enticing
Removed to reveal unsightly horror
There's no sunshine
When you lose yourself

you lay on the sofa,
mummified in your grandma's knitted blanket,
thinking awfully slowly
about things,
so slowly.

"yet again, i am abandoned, humanity has let me down" you said,

see, you and i
are the same (person), yet awfully different
we both felt lowly
of ourselves,
so lowly.

and i said, "you and i are humanity, too."

There are no right words
to express my feelings
So I write-
to begin my healing

For when I lilt,
"You make me laugh"-
Twould better be, "Life
with you? The better half"

And when I blurt,
"You're beautiful"-
I really mean, "Your every
glance enchants my soul"

Then to insist, "I love you"-
is simply to say,
"I could want no more
but for you to stay"

Lo, within the declaration,
"I don't care"-
I should have put,
"Please, please, please... let's repair"

And oh my wailing,
"Will you leave me alone?"-
Could have been, "please
chip away this heart of stone"

That time I hissed,
"I hate this"
was truly, "it's been
too long since we last kissed"

Maybe a curse;
Maybe a sign
I shouldn't speak-
bottom line.

To express the feelings
of this heart of mine;
I choose the wrong words
all the time.

An electric blue hand
reaches out to him
from across an ocean
of thick water as Luna
undresses for all to see.

He doesn't hesitate
to embrace this stranger
from a strange land.

This dark and violent ocean
between their mouths,
with it's terrible secrets and
crushing indifference,
is no match for the
smell of her ink
on her paper
in his hands.