Break Within My Grasp

I smile when I’m happy and yet I smile as I’m crying. I hide from all the others, but for you I’m desperately trying to bring forth every notion and every motion encompassing all your thoughts…fleeting as they may be.
The simple flowing breeze reminds me of all the wonder that fills my head every time I hear you…and every second of each hour I wonder just when I’ll see you
Once again
I’m lost within these words because I wish God wrote them in my pages. Sages will earn visions when I pay for and pry open rusted, locked up cages holding the things to be aware of.
I’m incredibly scared of you.
You may believe in every written language
The meanings of certain phrases
The analogies of how to gauge true love
Above all else, letters meet each other, conjoin and gather other words to assemble other paragraphs and it continues to build until stories come alive.
Mountains arise.
Two separate worlds collide.
I’m waiting inside this body of mine to watch you approach and look after the time. Don’t be fearful when the clock strikes midnight. You’ve already won the glass, but my foot may shrink and my hands will be cold and my tongue is now numb from every song that’s been sung on the disc I yearned to record for you.

But I restrained myself

My teeth pulled away from your skin, letting pureness bleed within because I can’t kill this commitment with my bitter intentions. I can’t give in to roadside directions when people write mischief. They slander the sacred.
I’m taken.
I’m bitter.
I’m ready to sink in
Save me from this storyline. You’re the faithful, strong beat of my heart. Your organs pump red. Mine wither black and entangled fibers. Attaching my lashes to wrinkled, ugly, wonderful, genius creation.
Maybe in three years His brilliance will see how hands can switch all the bolts that used to fix cut up hedges. I’m over with senseless confusions and replies of indecisive conclusions. Give me answers! That’s all that I’m asking for and if you can’t say yes to this simple request, how dare you keep knocking down this silent, cold door.
Break within my grasp and say yes to all the under linings. Inclined to halt, the water withers within salty tears.
Fear is a

Lonely

Man who can’t decide until his chances fry and become invisible to the naïve, naked, wise eyes.