anxiety in a smile that liesit is nervous and tightthere is no room for a gigglea snicker escapes its prisonsarcastic to the bonebrittle by light of dayexhausted by noonseverity in the clockmocking me with its ability to stoptrapping me...

sadness answers me from deep withina lone sacred voice...melancholyblue infused with lonelinesslooking for something beautiful through the chaosquiet and pure with the fascination of a childbut with wisdom of the learnedgently she instructs me urging me forwardsometimes she is...

…within myself seeking you silentlythe lock is rusted, the key is a ghostwept epiphany I could not fathom your hurtand the silence is a heavy velvet curtain

leave me with my sadness it's the crying timemy soul is stirred and all my memories come to mehands outstretched looking to be held tightwelcome home little ones you are part of my spiritmelancholy with her delicate voice ushers...