Unspoken

Words thy surrounded, aerial words; bewildered me, haunted me;
Pull to be well-bred, push to revert my character
Thine sprinkle stories, been facade of an accomplished actor
And of something which can't my eyes hold, said my words above.

Reflection of words; in ambivalence be my heart
Hidden and safeguard off my cache, pruning them make me harsh
Storming if I am naive or mature is uncertainly of my faith,
Something that can't be assuage, said my words above.

My eyes espied upon in between, curved some straight some plain
some sharp lines, holding thou breath these hard lines
To found some consciousness, or any clue to unconsciousness
I turned them again and again; darkness inside my heart
And light running wild through my nerves, said my words above.