Scribbled Thoughts

Build the barrier

and exhaust yourself

keeping it stable,

blocking out any potential

but keeping you safe…

until it drains

away your life,

not even a whisper

remaining.

Refill to redrain,

reserves depleted

before they can settle,

so the constant dry

begins to crack

and crumble

to dust.

Tickle my anticipation

with brushes of temptation

and whispered promises

of rewards.

It will all be worth it

in the end,

you just have to survive

the wait.

Invading voices

to judge your worth,

rate your lifestyle

and criticise your choices.

Undertones of mockery

haunt tired minds

who remain lost

in the corner,

too forgetful

for anyone to remember.

Dance with a murderer

who took it all

but is the only one

who can make you complete,

even if it means

having them

end it all.

Search for a recharge

with the past

for memories you convinced

yourself you outgrew,

but now haunt

and remind you

of fond familiarity

and leave a hole

you long to fill.

Forget me

until I spur your interest

in unexpected remembrance

that I can surprise,

amaze,

make you feel something

you never thought possible,

no matter how much

you deny me.

Cuddle her closer

while I watch outside

the bubble of warmth,

praying you remember

I exist for more

than a side glance.

Cross and spray,

coating yourself in

a protective layer of sweat

while the grease

sits and waits,

hoping to seep in

and bury itself beneath,

to corrupt and

expose all your flaws.

Wait on my whim,

organise everything

in-between

and hope it all works out,

that your day

still means something,

and you remember

you are alive.