Poetry / Hold my hand, be my friend

The words get in the way,
So instead I just smile.

you remind me of myself whole
though you've distorted and gone astray.

I continue forward as if in zero gravity,
dreaming of my fragmented past,
with you never more than an echo away.

you make me wonder,
what purity is again.
I've seen you sleeping,
and that is what innocence has become to me.

The words get in the way,
So instead I just smile.

far from this world,
I try to sleep away my waking mind,
writhing,
ripping apart
my barely beating heart.
suffering,
destroying the ties I have to this reality.

but still you linger,
reminding me,
reminding me of innocence,
sullied and gray,
covered in ashes of moonlight.

a glowing shadow,
shaping the words gently
through the nightmare that has began to snow tears,
long dried,
now frozen in time.

with your hands,
you've shown me,
how to see the stars,
not the night.

looking up at you now,
I can't help but take up arms against the features of madness,
lost in transgression,
my broken feelings ebb in swirls of compassion,
I will try anew,
because you've shown me hell will fade,
you've made me believe,
by doing nothing more than being yourself.

flaking through the bonds of shame,
my ancient renewal is finally turning,
its easier everyday,
its harder everyday,
but my life is changing,
because I'm not catatonic any more.

the mask is gone,
tossed to the flames of remembrance.

sometimes my laughter dries up,
and I'm scared it will never come back.

sometimes despair simmers me down to tears,
and my heart dies a little.

but then I recall,
the stars not the night,

and I smile,

just smile.

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