Can’t I speak staring down the barrel of my thoughts thinking deep disorder of the labyrinth lacework that keeps me bound beneath the scars of my design where my mind intertwines the always changing silhouettes of love or what?... I knowing sincerely I am here and you were but an intimate breath away from the space where this moment rooted itself in time... and oh..my instincts followed feeling you... I turned to hear you whisper me, my name through the shadow of sky that framed my face but you're not there... I gather the bondage of my flesh letting each breath hold itself a moment longer hoping for your presence... but all this I could not speak... I silenced my words and sewed my lips feeling each pin a pain I wrapped my nerves around to know a secret I mean to keep... but I still wonder where you sleep? Have you found what makes you happy? And does her name sound just as sweet? I hope your fine... and I will be too... goodbye my sweetest taboo.
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