somebody else is saying your prayer

a willingness to be broken,
why is that so laughable at?
your laughter comes from within your bubble,
your shrieks of short giggles will pierce it soon enough.

a desire to break,
is the desire for difference,
searches for the desire to experience,
acts on the desire to learn,
motivates the desire to heal,
drives the desire to touch,
aimed at the desire to change,
defines the desire for purpose.

doesn't brokenness fill this empty shell,
what is this frame for if its just to laugh?
why is the shallow closer to the shore,
and not towards that vast expanse?

"why bother?"
cause you don't, i do.

when nonchalant becomes an emotion

everything has an exit,
emotions are just blind in finding them.

empirical walkway,
just not very well lit,
turn back for a timeless mix up,
step back to lose your footing.

why does fiery rage freezes life in place?
or why does numbness hardens?

love to witness blinds the sight,
tender approaches retracts the curious.

some experiences aren't for learning,
they are just a reminder for when you hit replay.