Juxtaposed

For the dirt you create of me
For the non-responsive look you hold
Distant eyes overlooking my being
Bleed and angst in my heart
Volley of anger words spit at you
Accusation and more of hatred
Every thought minced with unreasonable feelings of mistrust
Spontaneous likelihood of worst predictions
Dislike of the source of acquaintance
Despair in the eyes, shaken voice
And full blown an emotional burst

Lost and damaged it is
Two people, you and I
Not affected so we assume
The face says a slow wither
The mind says a lot rapidly
We have nothing to do with each other
But the body sways towards one another
The nerves say, hang on!

Dirt belongs to the soil and earth
Bland may be the perception
Tired eyes look for a place to rest
Far away from the routine
The fluid is the pumping energy
That pushes not to stop
As anxiety gets a better grab
When I say nothing at all,
The words rarely perpetuate
Totally spaced out to receive an appreciation
Let alone accusation
Communication or a miss of it
All that takes trust to dwindle
Negativity emerges, when the devil within refuses to negotiate
It’s a matter of minute’s likes and dislikes
That takes the final shape

A transformation rare a feat
But makes the world so much more beautiful
Than it were
With us now standing at the same side of the stream
There you go beating my heart again