Heard Voices

She's been lying there
her body tells stories,
that are worse to wear
of how she's been feeling cold
and the world she wears,
is getting old

being just because she's young
doesn't mean you only see,
the face behind the tongue.

He knew some dreams you must modify
when he caught adventure from shooting wishes,
that were once up in the sky
fate took a final breath
as he escaped arrest,
to snack on danger and dine on death

as screams stiffled the air in her lung,
he never saw the face behind the tongue.

This world she feels
is nothing like pretend,
or what you imagine, imagination should feel
its beyond nests of hornets and being stung-

if only he saw the face behind her tongue

There are words taken to the hole
that forgiveness can't connect to,
unless accepted by another soul
he learns hell is everything it seems,
when his joyride led a girl to dreams
had he seen and heard her tongue
he'd never of been incarcerated with regret-

until life desists from each lung.