Ant-Crowded Brain

It arises:

The secret of blushing

Is hidden

Here, take everything I have,

Turn it to dust, like the dreams

Of broken statues, roses and

Of standing together.

Teach me your innocuous ways, how to dance

Without feeling the heat,

The weight of emotions.

Call me to shore to have my insides swept out, I'll surely

Be happier that way, dying

With you watching, dying for you

To watch me.

I'll take you to see my edge

Hello, hello, why must I crave

Sleep before telling you?

If I want to prove myself, if you want to see it,

I'll shed my skin.

I can't even remember the feeling through

all the lights and the pictures

Yes, they took pictures. I can say that

Nothing is one hundred percent secure.

Surely, someone sees me without asking

So what if there's another?

That "another" can be you. Maybe

I'm not faithful. But I can be

Yours. Maybe

You're not the first, but you can be the

Last. Cold seeps in. Even acceptance

Won't and will never heal

My secret. That's okay, what scares me is

That it could happen again

To me, to you, to her and him and anyone like us, as we have

Not enough power to

Say yes, but enough to

Decide the future.

Age knows no words. Morals know no age.

I finally drift back here,

Alone with an ant-crowded brain.