I harbor all of this darkness, I just desire a release.
Crying does not help.
I simply desire a shoulder that I can lean.
Eyes that are felt, feelings that are met.
Stars that are sparked, fire that is kept.
I harbor all of this darkness and I desire a woman to keep all of my dreams.
Sacred in her soul, I am lost in all black.
I need love to protect me, from demons that attack.
I am afraid, yet, while awake,
I am fearful, and yet, fearless.
I don’t want to be trapped.
I can not afford to be that.
My life is subjectively real, only I live in my shoes.
I don’t want to be depressed, I will sleep soon after this.
I feel feelings that overheat and overwhelm.
I don’t want to be locked, as if recording that is film.
I need to express, let out and decompress.
I need to let go, move on, and stay strong.
Who knows what’s ahead, what is done is done.
What’s been said has been said.
I need to be loved, this is dire at times.
I’ve learned too much, this world that I am in.
A reality rare.
Fighting all of this despair…
Often, and subconsciously.
I am doing my best, to live wholeheartedly and honestly.