found

and she got lost. Lived her life in poles, from one September to the other. Between the grey and black, her days were never quite white. and she got lost. Wandering and wondering, she thrived on her temperament. and she learnt. Never could sleep for long, nor could she stare into nothing. and she got lost, and she knew it. Slashed with adrenaline, and numb with pain, she ran under that wretched sun. That wretched sun, too, saw her in fascination. He shone more and more, just to make her skin glow. and she got lost. She was lucifer's shadow and there she goes in the darkest of dark nights. Living life in Poles. Now she slumbers. Now she slumbers,

Give and take

I took a little bit of madness from you
you stole a bit of music from me

The teary eyed Smile.

And we cried.
And
we cried. And we laughed.
and we threw our heads back and laughed.
We smiled and filled our empty arms.
We sang.
We sang our hearts out. Only
To numb the pain. And we Sang. And
We smiled. And we cried.

And we left. With that teary eyed smile.

Still laughing.

For to From.

Hide it away in the palm of your hands, tucked behind your back. Clenched so tight, that it stumbles away. Or on that bookshelf, slipped between the yellow pages where the dust settles, and stays. Maybe in that cookie jar, perched up in that corner, where shadows dusk the prying eyes. In the pockets of your old coat or behind that painting hung. Dig up a den, under that ageing tree, where you would once sit and dream. X marks the spot for you. Fancy the thought of setting it up in flames, and watch it vanish.

Concealed from affairs and masked from scents. Under the darkness, eclipsed from you. Let it know you completely, more than you do. And then just bury it, salted away.   

away from them
closer to you