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Lovebirds
Ballroom dancing, the penguins are rejoicing. The hall is lit but not by light. This day is different, the joy is of unnatural height. The two birds are of one feather, never and forever, they are more when they're together. To the others, they seem a mystery. But comfort is what they see. Too fly for such a gathering, they quietly take their leave. To the lift do they go, "Leave them be, their safety must be heavenly". They lock themselves in their love box, beaks waiting to touch but not too much. This is where they make history.
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Mirror
I climbed through my mirror. To revisit my past. Singing to horror hymns. I soothe myself. I know my end because I already exist. Meant to be great, I've turned backwards. I'm flipped opposite. I make no sense in my own head, I wish you luck. Encrypted data. I self destruct on intrusion. Meltdown. Worthy. I'm lost in my mirror.
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Book
You rushed in with no warning, and you leave me in mourning. And now I'm left, no thoughts of a right. I'll try to write. This mood is overbearing; at my conscious it is tearing. A sliver is all it took. Look at the page it wrote, my feelings are read, I'm a book. And I've been torn, my spine now like paper; I've grown worn. I could have sworn, that it was you secretary. Yet, to the contrary, you became wary, of me. I'm no sight to see. My voice has been stripped for thee, it is yours to carry. Could it be, I was purposely placed in the aisle of tragedy? Seriously, when will I be checked by the one who will call me family?
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AC
Look at you girl, such a feeble state you're in. No strength to even lift your own pride. I don't quite understand what happened to you, you had it all and you lost it all. Didn't even need to work, spoon fed you were. Did you dabble into more than you could chew? Your big mouth used to bite so deep. You ate a part of me, and now you want more. The way you look at me, the way you lick your lips at me, are you of siren descent? A lustful look buries itself into me and I don't begin to fight. This time, I'll give into your demands, and give you exactly what it is you need in this world.
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Undertow
It has brought me. To this place, and in this vessel. Heart flowing like fish in an immense ocean. I'm caught beneath the undertow my troubled past has stirred. But I know this will not be my demise so I transform my being. I've become a bubble, or many it seems. For each one that pops, two more are created. As I drift past the low tide of my public beach I feel cold. I feel worry and offness. The waves are broken in this region and it sinks. I know to travel on and find my place. I now know there's no reason to stay and endure aches. Pick from the oceanic earth, fend on coral, swallow like a whale. Avoid the sharks, the pirates will stand patrol and they will be ruthless. Swim to endless depths, to the edges of the planet and settle upon the glaciers. The cold will keep out undesirables and contain that which we need, us. It is beautiful, we are beautiful. We aren't so divided as we've been lead to believe.
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Alice
The love. I hate speaking such broken words, oh Alice, the disasters you head towards. And always so willing, with a bright smile. All while, down the path a mile, sits a beast so vile. Eager to teach her whilst eating molten meat, but she can weave a sweet beating. What would normally break a pawn, bores her to a yawn. And for what? The love. Always for love. All the trouble she finds, to fill her empty bubble, she doesn't mind. She's earned the love, and yearns for it to be enough.
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Islanders
Watch as I'm caught in the undertow. Come follow, let go, let's go. Let your inhibitions be, let's be free and drift off into open sea. I think I know, where you hope to go. Forget a boat, we'll stroke with the flow. We can swim out to where only the sea gull can reach. A breathing oasis upon an island, where no man has touched the beach. The land can be our niche, where we laugh and run and kick sand with our feet. Without any worries on how to eat, the island will give us all we need. This is where, I believe, we ought to be. On our backs we lie, and enjoy the bright night sky. One by one giving names to the stars, making believe it's all ours. This is where we find rest for hours. Having no dread for the next day, we won't have to leave, this is where I wish to stay.
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TSOAF
Adept at ravaging my mind, and rummaging through my time. I align, only to keep my lies in line. Denying, all fault that's mine. But I, defy the piercing light that just might reduce my fright into decline. In my head they produce; a noise so bright with a blade so deafening. Without a sight to see, my eyes are stressed without meaning. Oblivious to reason and tempted with teasing, our differences are runoff sentences. Such a sight is the bicker, with whose bite is the quicker. All my life have I withered, and so this day will differ as I will emerge the victor.
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Rewriting Our End
In this cage of sleep, where lovers lose their tongues for speech.
With a beak that broke, only a whistle emits from the crease.
Strictly taught the lesson of order, slowly forgetting how it feels to fly.
Bars became a border, crooked and unkempt, teasing contrast of day and night.
Relief is near, a time to revel in riches of the revered.
Like fair weather, or arriving in funeral feathers, for it wears better.
Or in a knightly tuxedo, armed to the nail; Madame at my side, wearing a lace dress and a veil.
A formal gathering of tyrants and royal giants alike, we arrived with an awe-struck aura that they seemed to dislike.
May we share this dance, to bloom new petals for aching thorns.
Cowering not, with new high spirits to lift up such scorn.
Though we have missed, so much more than we thought.
We still make home of these ruins, which in turn quenches our drought.
Swift on our toes, as though we have waited all our life.
The distaste in the royals eyes grow, as we now disappear from their sight.
The crowd breaks into commotion, so curious to know of us both; but cannot obtain not even a single name, sparking up an animosity growth.
We flee back into the nightly cage, from whence we had came. To live and forget, to learn and to love.
Truly enjoying who we became that day.
Only now, the walls are raised because we will them to be.
Writing, professing, our love upon them.
Just now are we learning.
And just now do I feel ready.
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