Note

You’re more than music.

People tell you there is no more empathy to sympathy

There is no symphony playing your life

Because you are now the epitome of the pinnacle of a crescendo

You are so used to hearing the same score from the symphony

you think

they are not playing for your life any more

You have just become frozen in time

At the apathy of life

You are not an effigy

or anything less you see

It hurts me to think that you don’t view what I view

You don’t see what I see

xxx xxx’x xxxxxxxxx xxx xxxxxxx xxx xxx xx xx.

-The Sincerest

 

My Answer

Excuse me miss
I have tripped over this string
Wrapped around your foot
As I kneel to untangle your feet
I unwrap the tangled mess you are caught in
As I rise to my feet
You smile and walk away
You looked back at me
Silenced in time
That look
Those blue eyes
The way your lips
Formed the words you voiced
The smile that came across your face as you looked at me
You looked down to see this string I was holding
you began to walk away
I did not want to drop this string
That hung from your chest
Excuse me miss…
You forgot this…
I stop in my track and noticed it is more than a string
What ever it is, it is covered in hardened concrete and dirt
It is a piece of her she does not want near
As the sunlight catches this clump
I notice a glistening red piece of glass below the layers
Trying to uncover what I have found
A gentle tug to the string was found
I look ahead and see you looking back at me
I begin to follow you
I try to see your dreams
The more I follow the more the fog rolls in
I am trying to uncover what is in my hands
I am trying to watch you walk
Because the way I see you walk
Is mesmerizing,
You know exactly where you want to go
But have no idea how to get to where it is
You need to go
I have caught your eye once more
Standing by your side
You look over a cliff into the oceans
The ocean was a magnificent blue
Only to be the same color as your eyes
I had slipped off the edge of this cliff
Stumbling through the air into the blue
I clutch the string attached trinket in my hand
I kept falling but never hit the water
Never hit the rocks
Suspended in time
I focus on all that is around me
I can see your story written in the stream of rain
Falling by my face
As I am suspended in this fog
I notice you holding my hand
And laying right beside me
One hand holding me
The other hand strung across my chest
Your head tucked into my shoulder
You create an unspeakable peace in my heart
The falling sensation has grown
In my heart
Am I falling or has the world lost the concept of time?
This is where my clarity came in
As you untangled the string in my hand
And took the trinket covered in hardened concrete
I notice the bullets falling from the center of this trinket
I catch one seeing a name etched into the projectile
I cannot make it out
for it bares to many scratches and marks
Gold plated and beautiful
I cannot seem to uncover this mystery
You unwrap this mystery with ease
I see a glimpse of the red glass that had captured the sunshine
You try to hide it in your hand as you slip it into your pocket
No words just silence
As I stare into you
I have so many questions in my mind
As I lie suspended with you in this fog
With streams of rain writing a story
I see the scars on your hip….
They fascinate me
They draw me in and make me want to
Know more
The darkness in your eyes screams for me
To hold you close
The blood that drips down your hands
Catch my eye
Trembling at the sound of a heart beat
I want to pull you in
As I saw all your pain
I felt something stirring in my heart
I felt something being created
I wish I could share this feeling
Or formulate a conclusive sentence of what it all means
As the fog rolls away
I can see patches of sky
I can see what is around me
Gently set me down
In the fog ridden field
I begin to see
My skies became darker
As I gave her my stars
But all I knew was
She was lighting up my night
She was brighter than my stars
She illuminated my nights
Seeing your bullet filled heart
I want to share
The pain I have felt
In hopes you would never feel alone
I want to tell you the parts of my heart
No one has known
I want to show you the
Lacerations of love gone bad
I want you to see
The scars of lost time
And the emotions of an uncontrollable mind
Your darkness is filled with color
And the shimmering tears on your cheek
Allure my heart
Even the darkest nights
Have the brightest lights
As we fell into the field
Under her night sky she rolled over and looked into my eyes
The deep blues that would look at me
Held so much pain
But every time I caught her gaze
My chest became tight
As if chains had stricken me
Frozen lungs and longing looks
The way I see her
is a way no one has seen her before
The grave of pain on her hip
Was the most beautiful tombstone
I had ever seen
I would not have her any other way
Running my hands across her scars
I cannot stop
I just want to lie here all night with you
Darling let me hold you close
Let me kiss the marks
That had at one point traced your body
Let me place an aptitude of love upon your scars
Let’s play roulette with a book of poems
And see what it tells us
Let’s entrust our lives to sayings of words
That have covered our bodies
Pain in your hands
Pain in your mind
Oh, darling I assure you this will all
Fade in time
Don’t let go of me
Don’t leave me behind
I want to bring you through the ashes of demise
I just want to be by your side
I have walked this path
And it is all familiar
I know I cannot save you from this fall
But I know I can be there when you call
Your deep and powerful mind
Has me lost in time
I cannot seem to comprehend what I have found
All I know is you’re a mystery worth solving
No matter the time