I dissociate
When I cannot take anymore
Fragmented pieces from the core
Store the hurt and pain
Closes the door on the memories
Blocks the nightmares in reverie
Amnesiac
What I do not know cannot hurt
Hypothetically
Yet logically, I know subconsciously
The pain is deeply embedded in me
You have a child’s heart
..and a playful disposition that is warm and inviting
Stay true to you
For there is nothing better than owning your truth
The planets and stars aligned to create the blessing
Only this moment in infinite to grasp
Something pure, unfiltered…
Something that will last
An intuition
An instinct
Felt in the bones
An electric feeling
An epiphany shown
A planted seed
Mature and overgrown
No excitement anymore
That “Special Something” is missing
The vessel leaking has caused a drought
Electrifying emotion has sputtered out
They linger watching inquisitively but the birds do not sing
Like harbingers of death they bring
Cyclones of thundering rain
Dark clouds, piercing wind
Bad omens
Much too self serving
To be given such a blessing
Like a recorder repeating lessons
Like an auto-bot
Your phrases go in circles
Not ripe for the picking, all past their prime with rot
What you say holds no water
An empty vessel programmed with words
The perception depth limited
The vocabulary absurd
A new age zombie in this conscious apocalypse
Repeating any lie
To form a vision of yourself
Based on lies
Not meant to stand the test of time
Pure vanity
A hopeless find
Temporary and untrue
To get me where you wanted to
Ulterior motives
An empty soul
A charlatan
Playing a role
A predator
Chasing the prey that did not know
