Impossible

<You make things impossible>

Me? Well the same can be said of you.

<What are we even doing with ourselves>

Good question… I don't know.

<I think we need each other for comfort and support>

Agreed. But also for something deeper.

<What?>

I… don't know… can't express it…

<You're impossible>

I know. As are you.

Zombie-n This

Walking slowly through these hallways;

Looking sleepily as always.

Creeping closer, now come here.

< Aye! Show me teeth, lend me your ear>

< Let me rip you; let me kill you>

My gates heavily guarded, you'll never pass through.

Little did I sleep last night;

You added my strength to your might.

< Aye, correct you are>

< I will get you… make you move as tar>

Too slow to catch me, though you try;

Running, I escape your eyes.

< Walking slowly through these hallways>

< Looking sleepily as always>

Humans and Rejection

Why do humans feel the need to be accepted?

<Hmm… good question>

It's just, I look around and notice that even the misfits fit in;

They have other misfits for bonding.

<Good point; why did you think of this topic>

I noticed, when I know a response will be negative, I shut down in front of the person/people.

And I go find someone else who will give a more positive response…

Made me wonder why people can't stand rejection.

<Rejection is a mysterious phenomenon>

<Inevitable, but undesirable>

<Cruelty in twisted kindness>

Wait. How?

<Is it not better for one to be pushed away, than to cling to nothing>

Yes. I see your point now.

<I understand you were rejected>

<What can I do to help>

Don't chew me up in response to stuff?

Like I said… shuts me down… drives me away.

<Understood; I will always accept you, my friend>

<Know it; believe it>

I do. Thanks. Always.

Love ya.

<Love you too>

Scent

Scent.

It’s part of what make someone who they are.

Some do not pay attention to such subtleties,

But to others, it is a powerful allure.

You can change your hair;

 You can change your body;

But one’s bare scent is something special.

It makes them recognizable, makes their presence known.

Reminds those who know the scent:

Its owner can be felt down in their bones.

Just Breathe

Heart racing, feet pounding, eyes twitching, mind blinking;

I am a beast.

Human is true, but beast is within;

My soul feels the power of instinct, the need to release energy.

But nowhere to expel it, it must go somewhere;

Why not here?

Sure sure, here is good.

Fingers race for my heart,

Keys pound for my feet,

Eyes on the screen twitch in concentration,

Mind blinking through thoughts quicker than processing emotion;

Here is good;

Calms the senses, brings cognition down to proper time.

<Just breathe>

Restless Fugitive

Restless thoughts running my head;

Sleep should be my friend today,

But insomnia burns through instead.

Restless to go somewhere; cannot stay,

Will you come with me, be a runaway?

We could leave tonight;

Run far and wide.

Come explore with me, take flight!

They will not find us, too well we hide.

Restless thoughts, restless thoughts;

Long forgot, long forgot.

Manipulation

Movies and books do powerful things.

In Divergent a serum is used to manipulate the conscious mind;

Authors have no need for chemistry,

Their serum is the mind.

Word… Phrases… Sentences… Paragraphs… Chapters…

They do wonders to the emotions.

The music brought by musicians further reminds us of the mind’s susceptibility;

Changes us… moves us… makes us feel once again…

Help Me Get Lost

Tell me to go away.

<I can’t>

I need you to tell me to go away.

<I can’t do it>

Why not?

<You are my friend>

<I need you>

Tell me to go away.

<It’ll hurt too much>

It doesn’t have to last forever.

<I can’t do it>

Please.
 

<…>

I Need You ... You don't Need Me

I will only stay if you tell me you need me.

<I need you>

I cannot stay forever; I am trapped by chains of friendship.

<I need you>

I want you.

<I need you>

I am suffering in order to please you.

<I need you>

I am in pain because I am staying in an attempt to not hurt you.

<I need you>

I must go now.

<I need you>

I love you.

<I need you; you don’t need me>

Then why can’t I bring myself to cut out?

<I need you>

<Always>

When you need me I will be there.

I am a shadow; existing but elusive.

<I need you>

Goodbye.

Shut Up... Never

<Sometimes you just want me to shut up>

I do not. That's simply not true.

< I don't believe you>

You must. I could never want you to shut up. It keeps me whole.

< I believe you>

I am glad.

Why would you think I want you to shut up?

< It makes sense to me>

I can't make sense of that…

<No matter; it was just a feeling>

Well it's a lie.

< Easy for you to say>

< You're not the one being fed the lie>

I am sorry for you. I love you.

< Thanks>

Read 'Me'

Read me.

<I can't; I am only the book>

Read me.

<You are the reader; read me>

Read me.

<I can't>

Yes. You can.

You do not understand;

~Full of knowledge and wonder~

~Complex yet simple…~

<Start making sense already>

Ah, now you are reading me.

<You're impossible…>

And you're shallow; think between the lines;

Read me.

Warm and Fuzzy

Warm and fuzzy:

Like a relaxing time in front of a winter night’s fire.

Warm and fuzzy:

Like the fluffy wool of lambs,

Dry and soft, yet warm and protective.

Warm and fuzzy:

Like the feeling of calm;

Calmness which penetrates the soul,

Given and received only among friends.

Warm and fuzzy:

Like the soft glow of candles;

Wax melting ever so steadily,

Scent bleeding through the air,

Sweet and everlasting.

Warm and fuzzy:

Like home,

Where the heart is;

We fight and laugh,

Scream and smile,

It ain't perfect, but fits my style.

Paralysis

I am scared.

I don't think I can play the game much longer;

Yes it's fun, fascinating even;

But people are getting scared… me included.

I have two options:

Play the game as I always have played

Or cut myself loose from chains I have bound.

If I cut myself off, how far will I fall?

What if I lose the friends I have?

Lose their trust and NEVER gain it back?

I do not know what to do…

I fear I have made the same mistake I witnessed in the past,

Thought I could do better;

Only to find out I am as lost as the ever.

But I know you are listening out there;

Help me decide.

Let's make a change,

Play the game your way.

Yes, I am turning tables;

Tell me what to do and I promise it done,

Even if it is hard for me to carry out.

A Locked Open Book

My head is my safe,

I can put into it whatever I wish;

 Remove what I wish;

Lock its contents away from anyone.

My heart is like a park:

Too many things can get in;

Not enough people to clean it out…

It just sits there for all to see…

 Except it's the elephant in the room no one points out…

There’s the park, needing some housekeeping,

Yet no one notices, let alone walks inside the gate;

Probably because I disguise it with clever metaphors.

Crossed the Line

I’ve done it.

I’ve crossed a line which cannot be taken back…

Is there a way to fix this?

I was warned about such games…

I should know, after all;

I saw firsthand how one can quickly go astray.

I never wanted to hurt anyone;

I thought I was being harmless…

What will become of this tangled forest now?

Can I repair the damage and mend the ties I cut;

Be able to live with myself after this is over?

I do not know… but I will try to do the right thing.