Friday 8 October 2021

Minds’ game of, I dare you

Clasp my hand against your own
Hold on to me like it matters
Don’t ignore me as we walk amongst the beauty of others 
Remember why you asked me that day 

When we are apart, miss me 
Miss me like I matter
Tell me you do
Not just words but backed up with emotion 
Emotion that shows me you care
Always been an action over words
But I have always needed both 

We never knew we’d be where we are 
But we are 
Why do we waste our time overthinking things
No one ever said life was easy
Or that it made any real sense

People over the centuries have looked into the ways behind and the reasons behind 
A way to understand 
But 
We cannot be held responsible for everything we do 
Nor should we worry 

I have a mind filled with questions to ask you 
I get your attention and I can’t even speak them 
They remain inside my head 
The head is a strange place
The lights never go out do they 
The mind is a stretched out road of little streets which never lead me any place 
I am often found in a small room within a quiet lane 
The curtains drawn 
Eyes down as the thoughts overwhelm me
Spin above me at such rates
Like a spider spinning a web 
I’m trapped 
Glued to the room 
The corner of that forgotten room 
Dust surrounds me 

I can’t tell you 
I can only feel it 
I can only assume you feel it too
And silently our feelings deepen
And overtime we will either be stronger 
Or we will be a forgotten memory