Visceral Thoughts Of A Nobody

Unending lines of Connection

She's tired of waiting.
Waiting on nothing
Nothing being her everything
Everything she has dreamt about ever since
Ever since she'd been a little girl
A little girl far too naive
Too naive for things
Things she now wished
Wished was long gone
Gone with every fallen leaf in the fall
The fall was inevitable she knew
She knew so,but she let it be
Let it be part of her
Her soul, mind and body
Body that breathe for love
For love was what she only wanted
Wanted out of all the things in this world
In this world full of love for themselves
Themselves being in utter insecurities
Insecurities that bind them from speaking up
Speaking up what's in their hearts
In their hearts filled with the same desire as her's
As her's is that kind of love that's shy but yet somehow fierce
Fierce to the extent that none of them dared to mirror it
It's a pity no one ever wanted to try
Try to add more fuel to her slowly depleting fire
Fire that's on the edge of blowing out
Blowing out to the winds of their insecurities
Insecurities that largely included her's too
Too much it was to bear
Bear with this growing discomfort in the heart, mind and soul
Soul to soul she waited for them to dance
Dance to the beat of their combined flame
Flame rising but not consuming
Consuming each others heartbeats
Heartbeats in sync
In sync till the end
The end with no more pretend
Pretend that revolves around mindless games
Games of ego and pride
Pride of the still intact speck of insecurity
Insecurity forbidding them to be one
One and the same
The same old story plays
Plays her poor little heart
Heart torn into a million pieces
Pieces that no one wants to pick up
Pick up from the tear stained floor
Floor of spilled emotions
Emotions no longer of any value
Value that they all took away from her
Her heart with feelings no more
No more.