Fear swelling in the form of curiosity,
Heart-felt sensations light the path...
Blood drips from the loss of touch,
A single brush would ignite obligation...
Hey young one from down under,
Are you sane?, I wonder...
Sometimes I wonder how I met you,
You keep IMing me every day...
Laying in bed, lost inside my mind,
[Don't go! Quick! Look behind...
Theres a sadness that only I miss,
Hidden behind my momentary bliss...
"No! Stop! Don't take me away!"
"Why don't you listen to what I say?"...
These lips seep a poison without a cure,
Eluding conversation as it sounds its voice...
When I'm alone I put on a smile,
It's my form of a deceitful guile...
When I look into her eyes,
I can see right through her disguise...
Pick another pastel to shade your life,
Black, white, or the silver of a knife...
Right turn into another dead end,
Concerned as I lose yet another friend...