We are scared of the monsters under the bed
but ok with the monsters in our head
but the monsters won't end up dead
we will
find a way to ****
ourselves or others
and we must realize there are too many mothers
burying their baby
praying that maybe
their kid will outlive their older brother
who was too young, gone too soon
just like a ballon
floating up to the moon
gets popped, gets dropped
left in the street
nothing but cold meet
for his mother to find
and these are some monsters we keep in our mind

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I think sometimes my thoughts
are hijacked by a ventriloquist
hiding within me.
as words that were only syllables
                      speak out of context
yet I know I didn't wish to say
it like that or did I really?

I'm misinterpreted because I say
it as it is, I blame it on the
       ventriloquist sulking within.
Freeing words expelled over distance.
My mouth closed but words heard escaping out.

Then I speak,  
               I don't really care,
               I say it as it is...

Now honey, don't be stingie with your love!

I have a broken
          me...
ta..
                                               phor...
         no one understands its meaning.

Confused with the inner
         emptiness of a shell
            with no substance.

Do you understand what I'm trying
           to say without telling
                                           you the truth
of my conclusions??

A heart  plays charades
        with a
                   m
                  i
              n
          d
Guessing the possible out comes
of that moment where glances
collapse on floor of another's.

Sm
      ile broken in two,
not fully gathering the
                              words
that were played between
          A heart and mind.  

A breath is inhaled slowly so
not to look like a puffer fish.
And then words, syllables entwined
breath out slowly...

"Hi how are you,

Then a smile by both ensue,
the charades of the
                            heart
                      &
            mind
get it right on this occasion
and both are pleasantly relieved.