Dont Touch The Sides

Reading thoughts of solemn speech

and shaking hands that plague my dreams

and starting silence i awake to what

i have come to call my world

shades of blackness

threat to break what others never dare to shake

and now you come to claim

the colors i profess to see are nothing beautiful

there's nothing touching about this shade of grey

since your laughter sounds the same

no one slows to think that that can change

when words are rearranged

Rising from the depths of darkness

screaming at the dreams of silent sight

so lets just fade away to nothing

hoping that we live each moment right

waking up for the first time

Liken me to all the poets you can whisper in your sleep

for i am not forever cursed as you'd expect i'd be

my hoping's solace would take these open seams and twilight scenes

and fade to curtain

cut connect things meant to lay away as

Shots ring to the sky

the moon's the doctors light to shine

the prison bars I find

are lifted from my state of mind

(this will do fine)

With you fingers on my wrist

and your soft skin in my sight this first time

and will i love what id imagine you would be

cling to me

cling to me