Not inside this mind of mine
Where shadowy facades and dazzling truths dwell
Or is it shadowy truths and dazzling facades?
I can no longer tell
How can I let you inside, darling,
When I can't even begin to tackle the enormity of my own thoughts?
The big, shaggy, lumbering beast
That is somehow never within my reach
I can feel myself floating sometimes,
A tiny insignificant leaf adrift upon a mirrorlike pond of fathomless depths
That vivid leaf which is my core, the very center of my being. . .
Is a different entity entirely from the dark glossy sea of my thoughts
Do you see my heart?
I am holding it out to you,
Grasped tightly in my shaky hand
For you to see
For all to see
The achingly slow descent of decay,
Breathing out the fire of infection,
Containing the barest whisper of a zest for life
What a sickening pulse
The beat is suspended, frozen haplessly in the threshold of time
I peer at the fibers of that cauterized flesh,
The frayed ends singing a dulcet awakening
The veins aren't shriveled
The organ beats a strong rhythm
Calling to you
Perhaps there is still hope for me.
They do send notices... so it's probably in your feed somewhere. The problems is, people don't always check their feed, so it often get buried, and goes un-noticed.
And that's exactly why I do go out of my way to congratulate people. So. You are very much welcome.
" How can I let you inside, darling,
When I can't even begin to tackle the enormity of my own thoughts? "
Really caught my eye. There's so much power there. It made me stop and think about moments in my own life in which such a statement was applicable. Well done!