darkness

The world seems to be at your finger tips but yet you seem to fail when its love and laughter the already cornered lips that linger starring in the Oblivion the pursed eyes wishing they could undress the very words of my written questions the mimic of the warm air drifting around us wishing it could be seen the moments where you think that you'll be fine and in two seconds or bleeding on the floor where it seems like nothing has happened before yet the chalk sketch shows different The yellow tape around the body it's wishing and being haunted by the member of the darkness that just hides away The memories that bypass like a train going from one stop to another just like the body has many different parts and pieces that go from one end to the other. so many different questions yet to be answered but on repeat like the topping of your shoe at dance class The midnight scene just to be waited to maybe find out the next step the cause or just to find the end.