The dust settles in my mind

There is something I am saying in ways they don't understand. It is that feeling you know deep down is right. Will you whisper into the darkness or skirt around it? Denying these things makes them scream louder and louder. I am sure of it in more ways than one. You are hiding again and burying it all deep underground. The moon shines brightly and can see through everything. My thoughts drift away into the night and dawn is fast approaching us. I no longer feel like death is creeping up on us. I am swimming in my thoughts and sailing through the memories. I keep them loosely folded. This is not what it seems. You are never what you seem. I am appearing in all the places I have been before but not really noticed before. I am noticing you and everything is leaning towards the truth. The honesty and openness of it all it what I like most. I said goodbye to the old me and welcomed all that is new and all that is wanted and sacred.

We are on our way. Call me by my name. Secrets land on top of wishes and I hold your hand. It is right before the best before date and I say nothing. Words fails us in the moments we need them most. You are distant as usual and its feels a bit like death. The darkness clouds our view and I am far away from where you are yet we are sat side by side. This how it will always be, we can continue or make a new choice. I am always needing to be real. Its not even a choice my body will not allow it any other way. We were made differently and that's okay. I am reaching out to those with hearts of gold. Its a feeling I cant quite describe it feels a lot like bliss and nothing like the others. This is what secrets are made of they find me in my dreams. I will meet you there and we will smile as how simple things need to be without the need for making it any other way. I will make a wish and make a dream of all the things that we know are true for us and everyone else that understands this wa

I am here waiting and waiting. The timing seems to be working on our side. There is never a dull moment and I am sure you are believing in the things that appear unreal like that clock that we watch everyday, it stopped years ago but we sit and wait. Your face is looking a little different these days. Time is a funny thing, it is like wearing your best clothes and having no one to wear them for. Why do we wait until the things have turned bitter in order to be real? The realness is everything I am yearning for yet wait until the time is right. I am wearing all my best clothes now. The tap has stop dripping and the noise in the distant is getting fainter as each moment is passing us by. I see the things that others don't notice and we laugh at the same things. Our minds are drifting off to sleep and resting ready for the big one to come along. I know it is true for you and not for them. The light is getting brighter for us. Letting it all go is when it all begins. You are always on

I have a voice that comes from everywhere but my mouth. Its calling out to every other place in a last attempt in order to be heard. It is the way things needed to be, to keep things safe in a way that makes sense to those that pay close attention. The leaves have started to fall in my garden and I can’t hear you any more. There is something in the distance but it doesn’t bother me much now. I know I am safe once I step outside. Who will hear you when you scream?