As the music kicks in,
and the drugs start to play.
Anxiety has taken the reins,
and destroyed all confidence.
Losing my grip trying to reach for your hand.
In that moment i lose myself in you.
The world is now shaping itself around us.
Bobbing and weaving through our feelings and thoughts.
Unraveling every untold story, every hidden secret.
Inside of the silence, everything is revealed.
Gravity pulls us together.
Everything turns inside out.
I close my eyes, and we become inhuman.
As you wrap your arms around me, the anxiety is dripping down, disappearing in the crowd.
We drift into another world where we have striped ourselves naked of all that has haunted us.
I felt our souls play together in what felt like a dream.
Coexisting in harmony on the settling bass.
As all dreams form, they must end.
As my eyes began to open i saw you.
Not for the first time, but it felt almost new.
For a moment, we understood everything about each other.
The world started to become real again.
The people flooded back into place.
Time unfroze.
You weren't a dream.
You were still standing there next to me.
With your hand in mine.
YOU ARE READING
The Mess Collective.
PoetryA small collection of poetry I've done over the years. (This is a work in progress. I've been closed off for most of my life, especially when it comes to my writing. But now that I am older I want to share and keep up my writing because it has alway...
