the lovers
the lovers met once again
their favorite secret space
eager eyes and mouths descend
they’re offered just a taste
their families disapproving
forcing the hand of fate
a love weighed down with gravity
held firmly in one place
two truths
competing priorities
which will succeed?
she for her and him for he
a lesson in what can be believed
truth discreet
so it’s hard to see
living in pure obscurity
his secrets
sitting in the waiting room
his name will be called soon
he’ll be asked about his secrets
ones he had hoped to keep
secrets can be dangerous things
feeding the appetite of lying
admonition
in the mirror you see a man
jaw set tight, tall he stands
i see the little boy within
still learning what is and isn’t his
a boy who can’t leave mom behind
so instead projects onto his wife
lovely london
she met an englishman today
at thornbury castle pub
he asked to take her out sometime
would anything develop?
promise at the start of things
eyes the color aquamarine
conversation flowed with ease
his charm irrevocably enticing
the most dangerous place to be
faced with reality
all she sees
is insanity
a deadly disease
living inside me
the most dangerous place to be
lost thoughts
brain fog feels so heavy
weighing me down
with thoughts unending
too bad they come and go so fast
what was it i was saying?
a light comes calling
tunnels built underground
walls so thick the only noise around
is the cry my voice utters aloud
darkness stretching far and wide
dexterous, denying light for miles
fighting the urge, playing with fire
this cavernous space by myself is a maze
insanity beckons me to stay
how long have i been in this place?
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