warm palms grip a black pen opposite of his color skin
blue eyes eye the ink sink into the papers white within
my mind moves like hamsters running the thought wheel
I reveal a real reality in writing, reel back to what I feel
clock ticks while melancholy sounds drown inspiration
anticipation of beautiful love makin clears and erases
faced with facades of phony loves of conniving faces
dark eyes devise despise, a deluded truths connotations
wasted time breaks the same as the heart that paced
it seemed I rushed and ran into a disgusted disgrace
so now I pen my agony to help relive my internal pain
remain shamed and contemplate strange brain waves
my inside strain as I retain guilt and maintain depressed
regress to the bounty of the beauty before me undressed
my cataract clouded eyes once again see and is all clear
fear clotted the path to my heart and love disappeared
but through you I see a part of me and my future seed
patients paved paths of opportunity now love pursues me