unheard

theres a fool i know he walks with a stride that carries a message. that she will never hear.. confused in all his steps, unbalanced but carefully he still walks between those invisible lines....
guess in detail, she hid no weapons that he didn't already see... that weary discourse, governed by her broken heart.. and then sentenced by it... nobody to blame tho, he took his own chances.
but still... patterned forever beneath the fool, and against the impression of every print left behind him, un-moved is the un-broken truth of this pen, and unheard is the veiled name of these words...

the message undelivered is all yours to come for.

hey fool! the world speaks of holes in the heart, filled with darkness and judged heavily by sharp tongues. and shadows casted yes, but he asks the world without the darkness where would the light go? yes, a fool.... whos hands are not without blood but by god's grace are weightless as she feels the cold inside them holding tight for the moment, her own fallacies.

hey fool! for all the tears u breathe there is not one that breathes back for u. but my friend.... i do know this, at one time for one man, a woman can be both a breath and a vision, a sound and a feeling.... the bold question on the surface of his face, and an equal answer to observe. and he can look back suddenly and see clearly,
that holding her brought all the darkness in the world, and shine all the light in its wake....
u obviously did not know him...
but she knew who he was...

and fool, he walks amongst his reasons. but to bare her sadness, he'd have to walk with all her seconds lost and a thousand more lives to divide and so why disorganize all the jumble? its made the neon-lit walk so much more about learning and less about gaining.... suppose that is his light... and... the message carried beneath his feet is NOTHING CUZ U LIED. but still it is drawn from the same eery entrapment by which is she crawls and feeds. for all that is unseen, and unspoken in words.... of a message she will never hear.
i don't want to be angry no more.


DSM