i melt

something is melting within me 

like warm syrup and honey  

sweet and delectable 

sap-filled and runny 

if i’m becoming so  

who is the banquet for? 

it is my heart, my heart 

slipping to the floor 

Partially

my words are set free

to roam across grassy hills

only here do they not have

to hide how they feel

i am told often

how dangerous are my ways

how hard are all

the things i need to say

i upset them

so i let all of me fade

perhaps i am the reason

for anxiety in my day

i am partially myself

so much is performance to seem okay

how do i know who i am anymore?

most of me is tucked away

without the anxious rambling

and moving around nervously,

would you even like the me that is calm?

would i bore you if i turned out

to just need to cry for awhile 

because i've been gone from

myself for so long?

i can't explain how far within

i have folded to just belong

so that i do not do wrong

and so i can just hold on

it would take an expedition

in the most hazardous of conditions

to excavate any original editions

of my naked thought's renditions

i pity my desperate voice

and its hopeless plight

it's all bark and no bite

because alone, i have no fight

alone

alone

alone

i have no fight.

-Les'Nspired