Response To the New and Old

You write of loneliness Anger And fear You look of pain And truth So clear You claim for shaking Quaking Neutrality And its ecstasy You claim Is the fearless one behind the pain When I’ve seen Through ties of woe Its you who lacks The fear Truly possible you hide Through paintings strewn through the tide You put on shows And masks Some comedic And others tragic But still your stronger Remove my sleeves And truth be seen More like a zebra Of red and white I hate them So they control I love them Though they have no soul And you The soulful love The first The last The truly one And you pretend That your unshown But you know that confusion rarely walks alone there’s me you see I love you But your loving eyes betray My heavy feeling You seem to stray To others Lovers Haters Scumbags This time a year Like the last That one who left you for a friend You keep You hide From past reserves You keep from me And don’t let me show My love My soul