Passionate Discomfort

Withdrawal...

The eyes are all upon my soul,
The eyes wont let me find a hole,
Your eyes, my prize, give me reprieve,
If I could only make you believe

What do you see?
Do you want me?
My tears fall, they fill the sea;
Will you hold me, give me glee?

Insanity...

I stifle a scream but i shutter,
All these wraiths screech and utter,
"Why does his life persist,
Can he not see it is futile to resist?"

Can you feel them, too?
Will you tell me what to do?
Too much pressure, I'm a worn-out shoe,
And I peer over the edge searching for you..

Willpower...

I've been tossed down so many stairs,
My body bruised, my clothes riddled with tears,
I die and claw to find the railing,
Even if I know it's only to find it hailing...

Does it make me weak when i ask for help?
Will it make me strong as I cry and yelp?
I'm such a lonely, sickly whelp,
Rising, falling from the next imminent skelp..

Love...

Not a thought without you behind,
Never a day I find that you're not kind;
Pleading for placement of your love,
Picturing us side by side, dove by dove..

Will you tell me just what you feel?
Can you find the words that make me kneel?
I feel them whisper, asking for their reveal,
So cool, so warm, surpassing surreal..

And yet I feel the doubt creeping upon me, exploding and covering the surface, seeping into the crevaces, falling drop by drop into my bloodstream, mingling with my blood and playing with my heart and mind.. I see the mirror, I hear the envy, but all I feel is desolation. There is a boundless universe of emotion, and I feel so much of them and then none of them at all. I know nothing, and it scares me. But I know so much more than this... I know that, but in comparison, I still know nothing.

Darkness is such an ethereous beauty...