The beauty held captive in words
entangles my soul
regards the hurt
found lost in the emptiness of my heart.
The dim of darkness,
so shallow in the abyss of my mind
comforts my weary eyes
blinded from my own naivety.
The deepened feeling found underneath my skin
between my veins
pulling me so fast
captures the pulse found, but forever lost
in the connectivity of my mind and prose.