communication these days is the hope that
you will believe the words my fingers speak
because my fingerprints create more diverse worlds than the
sphere of my soul
the happiness really is surging in my heart
but I just have to find back the joy that
never belonged to me
This is why people drown themselves in words and words and words until the meanings that they delegate themselves overwhelm them and all that is left of their soul is an empty, broken spine of a story with all its pages ripped out. This is why people are obsessed with making others laugh because they convince themselves that the full, round sound of joy that purely rings can deflect the wall of pain they are building inside their armour. This is why people are strong because the moment a teardrop slips out of their eyes the torrents of weakness will rage a war. This is why people smile and suppress the pain inside because an uplifted grimace is the simplest defence to conceal the searing cries digging out their humanity inside.
We all want to get away from this life.
Rambles 