Blinded Of the Obvious

Just stop and take a look at me,
And tell me that your eyes don't see,
The reason that I still be,
Standing here before you.

A Buried Past

A certain silence screams
and I am dumb to the sound;
the curve of enthusiasm past
is no where to be found.

Numbness settles in my mind
where adventure used to lie;
and the peace that hovered above
has been shattered across my sky.

Dangerous Dare

You said “Leave”
And the word echoed in a million different ways
Hammering and piercing
And cutting through the quarrel and war

My mouth stopped short
My own words hanging dry
My arms still in the silence
I felt I had not heard you right