I
I carry an endless emptiness,
Walk with this dead part inside
Consuming me, piece by piece
Infecting what's still left alive.
II
Inside the universe
We peer
You see the meaning
It holds
Where all I see
Is void
III
I fear judgement
Even in an empty room
The audience
Is not just others
You know
IV
I fear judgement
Even in an empty room
The audience
Is not just others
You know
V
An eternity, I prayed,
For moisture in the sand,
For buried treasure to bloom,
Both greens and moulds alike
VI
I want to talk
real words
of what I think
let me borrow
the ones I don't
I beg for sanity
but the world
is silent
please
VII
sometimes the flames
as red as rage lick my heart
can you feel the heat? see?
there is a hell in me
VIII
you can’t define it
only feel as it passes you by
the divide of past and now
like a prisoner, you comply
this ache for freedom
no
it isn’t a crime
you are just not allowed
to dip in the ocean of time
IX
i
am reduced to influences
of whispers overheard
the blue reflected off
of flutterbies
and their wings unfurl
events of cosmic note
like a prophet doomed
to paint it all
yet I dare
to call the art
mine
X
You want
To peel off my skin
And see
What fills the space
Of my very being
I fear
The rejection
Inevitable
Impelled
To stitch the layers
Of my skin
That will now never fit