Scribbled Thoughts

Come back

near the end

with our regrets

of what could have been,

as I entrust

what might come to pass

to you.

My part is done.

Enter a forest

only welcoming to you,

opposite of everywhere else

that it soothes but excites.

Will you disappear into its mysteries

to gain happiness,

but in doing so

give up on the world?

Which one

will you choose

to fight for?

A love so consuming,

obsessive,

it destroyed the world,

ruined the future,

watched wrongs happen

and refused to stop it.

Shut your heart

to such temptation

and lead alone.

Is that the only way?

Sink back

into a smaller body

where pain and loneliness

overwhelms.

Were you stronger back then

not knowing warmth

or the need for others.

Was isolation a protection

or a curse.

Layers

to cover skin

once tainted

in a curse of death,

do you hide the memory

with thick cloth,

or are you too scared

to admit

you miss it.

Substitute

fresh from frozen

to save time, money

and stress,

but what will

you lose instead?

Will you change it back

before it’s too late?

A lie

that you’ve always known

as fact

without question

shakes your very being.

Who are you

without that purpose?

Do you even

want to know?

Learn to be noticed

and pretend

to like it,

forcing your opinion

to be understood

and showing the doubters

you will be better than them.

You are better than them.

They lost you;

phrased like it was

deliberate

instead of

everything they dreaded

and still ache for

months later.

Just try again,

it’s that easy

to forget,

right?

Feel the frustration

seep into the silence,

expanding the uneasiness

and trying to infect

the atmosphere.

Ignore and speak brighter,

ready for a vented rant

that will clear the air

and restore calm

for a little longer.