you and your shadow

she believes in nothing
but she could believe in you
if only you were make believe.
invisible
you are perfect
bound to nothing
but dreams
and wishes upon stars
an ear to hear the pain
a smile in the mist of a cloud
to understand the heart
of your loneliness
of your frustration
of your desperation
so deep you can no longer see the light
above the surface
of the so-called shining sea.
she is intoxicated
with her doubt
that believing in anyone
or anything
can make you happy
and yet
she could believe in you
if you weren't so f*ck*ng real
flawed
a mirror relflection
of herself
and what's the point in that?

the pitch black of nothing

you are an echo
in a world without sound
a shadow
in the pitch black of nothing
you find yourself
a quiet place
to laugh
because you are no mimic
and find laughing more real
with no one else around
no one to follow
no one to watch you
laugh
find fault
look at his nostrils flare out
and that joke isn't even funny
anyway
you are an ostrich
in a world of men
bury your head
in your arms
keep out the noise
the lights
the ...
hell ...
everything
no sound
no words
just you
alone
the din of your labored breathing
and the dazzling display
of the tiny specs that dance
across your eyelids
like moths on a shade
to keep out the light
exterminate light
until the quiet places you find to laugh
make up the world
entire