Unwillingness

Love abounds a great mystery,
It aquires the search to be found,
Unbroken but tamed, a heart soo
Lost but willing to be named.
Iridescent lights that harbor the soul,
Yet so bright and yet dimmed by the
Darkness of night, laying silent in fear
Of what may come but never willing to be told.

Soo many stars to be wished upon, the silent
cry To be loved, such a loud emotion and not
Enough physical devotion to be thereof, to reach
For what desires they possess and unwillingness
Just forms regrets. They hear the lyrics in their
head,  pushing dreams of unconscious desires but leaves them in dread.

They say the heart wants and needs, you can pretend to not hear but it only deceives. Like Spring covered by Fall, the spirit leads and will rip the veil from thine eyes and leave you feeling raw. Walking around in a technicolor dream only to find that you were chained to a perception and from a nightmare that grieves.

Just continue to lie in soo many ways, just keep believing it's all you have and you shall die in the sea of the crashing waves.