Words reveal nothing; the world is blind to fools like me. It’s not what is yelled and screamed, not what is written for you to read. It is what is whispered in the dark, murmured under breaths. It is the spaces between words and the gaps left between every sentence. It is all the things that are never said.
Am I seeing things, I wonder Still it hardly matters, its not like it would be the first time.
"Does it tickle a little?" I giggle as I lick the insecurities away from behind your eyes With my sandpaper tongue I feel you deeper, further, clearer then any have before You are dead and dying, did you know? You didn’t know. As the new revelation spreads across your face I begin to smile Its started, you are alive, you are living.
You leap from the place you had resigned to spend your days You are running Getting further and further away Like a fish forcing its way against a strong current I watch you, running along beside the waters edge How magnificent, how mysterious The way I set you free.
I laugh as I see you fly from the water with outstretched wings Like arms spread out to the world Grabbing as much as you can, living as large as you can.
No stop that, stop it now You are getting greedy That’s not yours, put it back Stop.
What have I created? You aren’t dead and deep and missing anymore Still dark, still hunting Living just like humans do You are still dying.
You hear my words and cower Glaring at the world willing enough to take so much from you Daring, challenging its will to conquer yours You cannot win, I jeer.
Your wings had already fallen with your greed Now your legs are disappearing beneath you You grip and grasp trying to keep them there You are changing, you are losing You slip back in the stream, unwilling to fight against the opposing current You did not win.