Not by me.

There’d been something rising from the new rhythmn,
But if course it couldn’t last.
The ground is not safe enough below us.
There are heavy feet on glass.
I have tried to live just in the moment,
Milk the joy I get to see,
And although that sure is helping,
Our lives are not controlled by me.

The beyond.

If there’s one thing that this has taught me,
Is that now is all we own.
This moment might be everything.
We don’t know what seeds were sown.
We have no control over others,
Though their actions ripple our pond.
I can only hold you close, my girl,
And fight any threats from the beyond.

My core.

When you’ve stepped out of the immediate fire,
But you’re still singed and it’s still burning,
You want to hide from others.
Some things, you don’t want them learning.
Some things you want to keep,
Away from prying eyes.
The problem is, some of us,
Are not masters of disguise.
Some souls can not do pretense,
We weren’t born, or raised, that way.
I want to always be that person.
I want my core to stay.

Real life game.

When you’ve put in to words,
What you felt that you must say,
But then towards the end,
You want to hold the moment at bay.
You want to go in pretending,
That there isn’t something there.
That your life is just as normal,
Or you do not have a care.
A real life game of, ‘lets pretend’.
Hiding in plain sight.
You want to keep the secret,
But you fear it is not right.

Seep.

I knew that it would turn,
Turn up, and rear it’s head.
I knew that one way or another,
Fears would be placed inside my head.
One way or another,
The feelings would have to spill.
They will still find a way to seep,
When you’re trying to be still.

A point.

Here, in a safe place.
Snuggled and warm.
Precious moments,
Away from the storm,
But my mind is swirling.
My mind will not rest.
I have reached a point,
Where I don’t know what’s best.

The near.

She is lost without it,
Because her only life's within.
There is nothing for her outside.
All she sees is toughened ski.
She sits there in her solitude,
Amongst those who should be dear.
All it shows her heart,
Is that they are just ‘the near’.