Such Eyes as These

Not being able to express
the inexpressible
is beginning to take its toll.
Images flood the screen
and all they do is remind,
remind of the empty
and the shallow graves
that awaits all invalid thought.

It is a binding
a chain around the heart
that chokes with every moment
of the passing day.
All screams and smiles
are just choked
and held in place
in ways you will never know,
unless you know what I know now.
I pray you stay ignorant
just so you can breath.

Even if things could be
this slice of perfection,
then what?
I'm afraid the perfection
would be tainted by my breath
or we would realize
how much we aren't,
our disdain for one another
and that the dream
was a nightmare we now run from.

It's a fear
and a chance.
But it could be more,
so much more.
Past the impossible.

But God,
dear God the pain.
My own hypocritical hyperbole.
God forgive me.
Please.
Don't fall away
but draw near.
Keep me in the night
and take me when I break.
Hold me like only you can
and only you will,
even at my worst.