For You

Written just a few days ago at a very common place.
Thank you for the banter.

PART 1
warmth has it's price
life--it's choice
to let people read my thoughts
or fall away and hope
one will psychically understand
an interior struggle so huge
a rampant non-existence
buried within flesh and bone

This night is cold and lonely
my heart is tired and untrue
I don't know where to fall
when this sickness turns blue

My smile quickly evades light
my eyes try not to see
my wings are forever lost
within whatever I used to be

If I could fall to dream
and wake with the ability to smile
I'd pretend it never happened
for such a long while

PART 2

Only moments later
my prayer is answered
and I do not falter
with a dear face so near

every little grin
gives glimmers of light
dark eyes peace dark thoughts
running through without fight

soon encountering belief
the tunnels end comes soon
every praise and sight
comes through my world anew

these golden eyes lifted to see
a chance of joy without grief
he saw through the darkest storm
orange rosy sunsets came to my relief

able to breath once more
when this stranger psychically sees
with every aimless bantering joke
this dragonfly can fly through trees