Silky essense lack of chaos pretend we dont care as the world shakes us
vibrant and happy excited faces
eyes go half-lidded when you look away from us
failures and vagrants we are what we make us
and no one could ever break us
because in this silver stream of real and fakeness
there is the possibility no one can take this
and nobody will no one can claim stakes here
and nobody still as my soul bakes away the fear
and I'm left rising...
my pain comprising...
of things that I should hold dear.

Poem/Thoughtstream

~Gem