My Opinions, Your Empathy

A sound of boredom engulfed, Beating through it's drums, In my thoughts, I'll indulged, Pointing finger, keeping thumbs. Suspended from myself, Entered a new destination, Of eyes that do not belong, Though Hearts that drums to the same song, No, is the only explanation. Questions are the only answers. Longing nomination. Embraced with coldness in all weather. Forgoing my sanity, Held hands within heart, For nothing can see clearer, Than to see in such parts, I have, am and is. You understand. Safety with all the risk. Wonder again and again.