Hush

 Hush

~Miss A

Got into an argument, best never won,

Over and over, keeping it all pondering over,

Bury 'em up, made sure the dust is settled,

It's only moments, before the voices disappear,

When the light burn low, the hush falls sweeter,

A hard gulp, fear of it all, the rush all deeper. 

Where 'em learned mannerism, what's behaviour,

Chapters and chapters, never ending hustle saviour.

Life sounded better, when it sounded illegal,

Thoughts of love, better not be spoken,

Steep valleys to run from, secrets swallowed,

Count of memories, to stay devoid still,

When the curtain falls, no shame no denial,

When thoughts go berserk, even blood shail,

Truths wilder than dare, what could you even ask of me,

Force of friction, grinds better than gravity.

Graffiti on the shoes, a character meanie and delusional,

True nature is to nurture, tone by tone up,

Break the mold, have it carved on the midriff,

Trace lines, void of intoxicated slaver rizz,

Suddenly it's hot and cold, the breeze changes,

Fumbles a hole in the time-space article,

The truth lingers, in the hollows of iris,

Fabricated every time of it's memoir. 

Starting to draw an arcade, a contract of fame,

To footstep the same notes, one to one and none,

Need an exit, need to rush away, to evacuate,

To take a lead, but to be rather lead on threat,

The fall for, too many eyes but two only,

The thud secure, too much noise but hush only,

Replicating the unimaginable, hopeful immitation,

Cautions can be pilgrimated, but needs suffice.

Overwhelmed and out of focus, curse of soul feeding manure,

Losing sight and identification, mercy needs to be begged for a cure,

Hell breaks loose, the outer layer of skull detaches,

It's calm, peaceful, and not made for weak of heart,

The weight revolts and adjusts itself as a heavy hound,

Another joke to tatter and tame by a bound,

Never to be spoken of ever again, and so,

In the fragment of trust, the hush is closed.