Produce the words that makeup my inner thoughts,

speaking in the voice of my only heart.

Dance in the midst of my fallen tears,

come to me with the chance of wisdom.

Confession burns my chances with sorrow,

refusing to come to the end of my sweet days.

Questions go unanswered for years,

think and wait, repeat until you believe it.

Invade my soul with the rhythm of yours in the balance of light,

Make it enough then repeat again until you’ve made it out.

Nothing seems to be enough with you and these thoughts!

Magic intrigues my dreams for the days that I hold.

Books on top of books that’s how I feel everyday,

The blue sky will never see my face or hear my roar.

Blank thoughts attack my system,

useless I have become to this world.