Eye's all around. Watching me.
I feel them. I can't see them.
I know they're here. I wait.

People all around. Judging me.
I see them. I don't know them.
I'm scared of them. I wait.

Hand's on my back. Ready.
I feel them pushing me. Pressing on me.
They can't wait. I'm scared.

Oxygen stopping. Suffocating me.
I feel it. The anxiety.
It won't go away. I wait.

Voice's all around. Talking to me.
I hear them. I listen to them.
I don't respond. I wait.

Tears trail. My voice trails.
I lay back. Listening.
I'm still. I'm gone.

Kiss me asleep
with your obsidian lips.

Protect my ears
from the cacophony nights would bring.

Fill the void
between heartbeats that skip.

Take me into the lull,
and into the siren song that you sing.

An Angel in the evening,
Cast light upon my nest,
I could tell, his presence kindled,
A sunshine in my breast,
All night long I had the urge,
To grab and kiss his hands,
In perfect calm we could surge,
Over troubled sands,
I've seldom met a spirit,
So steadfast and so kind,
I muse upon you wantonly,
O fiery, enchanted mind.