When We Disappear

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When We Disappear

I will steal the night from its silent cradle and carry it upon my back. All you have to do is steal the sun from its furnace. Put the cream of stars so that you don’t burn. These sounds we hear, these mistakes we paint with our blood, these forests in our minds we wander aimlessly into – everything is ours to burn. Your smiles come and go. My answers question the silence you escape into. Your voice cuts through my ignorance. My intentions harden your resolve. No escape from here, they say. But we know better. We always do.

Sometimes the only things you see are the ones you never thought existed. So look again in the depths of your personality. Your eyes will brush against flacks of mirrors floating there in the depths. Swallow the sea. Sail in my dreams. Conquer their defeats. Hunt my fears. Aim for their guilty thoughts. All your intentions, they are black drops on your clear heart. Don’t let them see us cry or hide or scared. Daggers of their words shatter the windows of our consciousness. Let you faults shine. Maybe they can lighten the darkness in me.

These days, I hide in a box placed no one knows where. Come home to me in milestones of moments floating by. I will always come back to you – no matter the price, loners always find each other. I try to be all these things I don’t fully comprehend myself. There is only as much as one can desire for. When the curtain of Reality envelops me in it, I can’t see your face in the crowd. Up in the backstage, I am surrounded by all these faces wearing masks of something they don’t know they possess. I want to fight or at least die trying. Maybe you do too. We want to be there for each other without knowing where the other will be to begin with. We wish to protect and be protected from something that is yet invisible to us. We love in a blindness; break in a pool of our ignorance and mistakes; sway in the mist of our cowardice – but the ends justify the means after all. I may be weak, but my weakness is strong enough to stand by with you as you fall. We can forget everything, these petty matters that define us now, and easily get lost in ourselves. Because,

They will only see us when we disappear.