you are a beast in disguise
your hands pass through my body roughly
without embracing
without feeling every stroke caress every single muscle in your body
you make me fear your smile
i cant tell weather its deceiving or the verb to our tempting yet calm energy
your eyes burn through my flesh
making me feel discomfort
discomfort of my own body my, own thoughts
i try to keep myself hidden behind a muted heart
protected from judgment of your uncaring soul
i hate looking into your eyes
they are so mysterious, so enclosed
i see a very dark tunnel but i cant find safety and i cant find uncertainty either
its filled with questions
what are you thinking?
what do you feel?
should i hand in the five petaled flower that is ingrained in my heart or should i crush it
are the hands in which you bruise and scratch away my innocence going to catch me when i fall?
or do they only play the antagonist of our rather complicated relationship
when will i be given the certainty to say the three words everyone has either stumbled from or gently floated with..
when will the tunnels in your eyes open up to a bright light and lead me away from all these question marks
the ones drowning the bit of credence that i have been strongly grabbing to
when will you remove that disguise and break the wall that's holding your alter ego
when will you make my heart feel safe