EscapingPrisoner

The mystery of you is destroying me. Let me be clear it’s not a tragedy It must just be a small mistake However still it is not fake Until the certain, bitter end I toss my heart into the fire With my very own, one desire And you notice now The remaining broken form. You had never known the Dreams that were not dreamed, the Speech that was not spoken, the Lost hours producing perfect possibilities Under night-sky stars staring Too far gone into the Eyes of the other. And you will never know. You will never know the Unfathomable fantasies that I so Fallaciously held to your heart and Attested you were the medicine that would Fix me. But I am Drinking my own demise. I have chased myself out the exit, with you My senseless stupefaction I had Made my marionette, and when I Remove the mask The epiphany of you will end me.

Paper and pen create a mystery, And too soon it will be history. In his mind a pretty face, On her heart a blank space. A musing came and there it went. A thought of her, a moment spent. What are the words behind her sleeve? He wants to know, before she leaves. He sought to gaze, despite the toll. Protect the secrets in her soul. Producing perfect possibilities Through the many lost hours; Under night-sky stars In her hair are flowers. Her smile was the most Precious thing on Earth. He could not explain it For all of his worth. It became a reverie, A bittersweet prison. With sleep no escape, He could only listen. Sick to the stomach. A tantalizing dream. He could do nothing But endlessly scream A truth or fallacy He did not know. To uncover the stop, His heart could glow. The act of disclosing To him was exposing. It was not vanity; It was for sanity. Regretful things He had before done. To make them now He would be undone.

I’ve got you on my mind And I cannot shake, But I do not find It necessary to brake. My manic mind is penned - No matter what I do - May it start and end With the thought of you. I’ll stop it there; I’ll have you know, If you cannot bear, By every right, go. I do see however The pain you have known, And I hope you never – As I have – feel alone. For a very long while I am willing to wait. I’ll meet you with a smile And an awkward gait. A catcher of dreams In a trembling hand, An eye that streams. Trust your feet find land A ruby-red rose, Only for one. Only then blood flows. It won’t be undone. A beating heart Is two in sync - To never fall apart; Always a link. If you ever know of what I speak - Though I do insist that you be truthful - Then now you know that you may seek A feeling that’s nice, and warm, and is so beautiful.

Forgive my foolishness; now it all makes sense. All this time I used to your expense. I see it now for what it is, really - Expressed in the words; an image, so clearly. Part of me wants to never have known. Perhaps I should have left you on your own. It was in that moment that the very words broke, Broke it, broke it, broke my heart, broke… And I conjured the worst deed imaginable. For a while a wonder if the mess is manageable. If it really did happen, if all this is true, Then something’s been taken - stolen from you. “Whisper the words.” But my lips know none. That night my view was twisted and spun. I’ll say for a second that I was unsure, Despite the repent, if I care anymore. It makes me sick. It cannot be replaced. I beg for the bullet – a memory erased. Yet one thing shone through all the madness - There would be contrition, if there was sadness. For I see the cut and how it scars - A sliding tear under sun and stars. Give me a name and I’ll pull the trigger, Or forever

You’re not just a thing and To me, you never were. But all of your purity Is trapped in a world’s cruelty; Stolen from you when your name was given. Such terrible things should not be forgiven. With every daisy that you picked, One thousand watching eyes would inflict An inevitable disaster - This would only get faster. You’re not just a thing and To me, you never are. Your Colombina shows the real you. Believe what I say, it’s all true. I cannot stay by your side forever. I can only hope your heart will not sever. Fulfill yourself with what you need, Care not for what the mirror may bleed. You’re so much more I hope you can see That what this vortex captures, will not be set free. You’re not just a thing and To me, you never will be. You’re more than flesh; you’re not someone’s goal. But I can see this place is taking its toll. They snatched you up, they took you somewhere. In my damaged dreams I cannot bear The end result; please don’t surrender. If you’ll let me I’ll be your

There is something to be said now about The true nature of living lies. You can Keep it or not; its failure I don’t doubt. I tell you it will no matter your plan. And when the mask slips off from your very face The plaster breaks, after the long tumble. Your path you will, with haste, slow trace, fast pace - You will know what starts must end; a crumble. Given the chance, say no, careless of cost. A hole so big - but wait, your eyes are blurred - A void to which you hope all love not lost Therein. All that you have gone in a word. Living lies is not a proud act; blowing To bits or stay intact, you will stop growing.

I am outside the maze But the gates are locked. Maybe it’s just a craze But my core’s being rocked. Here I wait for silence wake Through my heart’s contractions. It’s more than a lone ache And there are no distractions. So grant me a piece of you I’m begging on my knees. The blood of me is every hue I’m only saying please Apparently it’s my desire To burn myself in the fire.

I’m lying on the floor And I will be forever. I’ve seen it all before; Another bleak endeavour. I want not to stay here But the damage is done. The end is what I fear Yet I refuse to run. Up to me or you, Could anyone have guessed? Wonder if it be true That I did my best. Was ever there an end That I could befriend.