Laying hereI see things clearly.Laying here
But the hearing part is a little uneven.
I see everyone rushing towards me.
Trying To get me to speak.
I try and try.
But no sound comes out.
Only a quiet scream that is hidden inside my voice box.
I hear parts of the conversation.
One old man trying to find a phone.
Some reason he does not see the pay phone behind him.
I see my best friend at my side.
Calling out my name, non-stoppable.
I can hear him saying, “it’s o...” or, “Britt Com...”.
And then it’s blank.
Him using his jaw but nothing coming through.
His tears
Eyes ..Those eyes are the reason why you are you They make you become something that is a dream come trueEyes ..
They resemble truth and honesty
They make you realize what you feel deeply
Teary, dry, it doesn’t matter Those eyes make everything become a reason to chatter
Blood-shot, red eye, it still looks wonderful No one can say they look duel
If so, they’d be lying
Probably, denying
I hope people see what I always see I mean, wouldn’t it be hard not to see
Those eyes are everything in my dreams They are like crystal sparkly beams &nb
He ...His heart is now solid Not like when he was a kidHe ...
He used to laugh and scream He used to joke around and dream
But not everything stays the same No one can stay put from where they came
People move to places Meet new faces
But where ever you go I think you must know
That you can never escape the pain Just like the drizzling rain
But you must have courage in you On whatever you choose to do
If you don’t, then imagine what would happen to you Do you even have a single clue?
If not, then just hav
Un-stabled ...The sight of you Makes me un-stabledUn-stabled ...
Scared on what you will make me do My imagination coming to reality Finding my thoughts and doings at the wrong times Making me feel unworthy and opened deeply Just from one hour spending with you Makes me look into the reflection of my mirror And see what I have become from what I am told to do The distant whispering going on and on Thinking things will clear up and get better But I am some what wrong
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Blessed Be,
*~Natti~*
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