Calling From The Inside

Cute, lights lifted up

To the day window


Peel back…. another existence

Polished galevized rivets,

Held together so strong

Weathering… it slowly comes crashing down

Lock, redirect the blinds

I’ll move you away

Turn away, sneak a peek at….. me

Nothing to worry about outside

Watching lips speak to you

Lending out a open hand

Changing mood,

Quickly…. don’t speak to soon

Cute, lifted away

Strong words

Moments being relayed over speaker system

Can be heard in all empty rooms

Polished brass, cracking paint

Peeling off the walls!

Those lips…. redirect me away from the outside

Bolted chain…. slipping away from a latch

Pushing aside… the door

To the only cleaned out room

Together…. laying down

A ceiling…. ever changing

Extending outwards

Left behind our bodies

Exploring together!

Countless traveling

We explored… dead and thriving planets

That time, you took my mind so easily off

Of what was going on outside

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet©



Raw Travel


Cause it’s late

I’ll stay and ponder

The galaxy

What’s its like to be misplaced

Traveled among the different rims

Not to say I’m lost

Just time, consuming all these new feelings that  i’v never felt before

And cause it’s late

The night will remain young

And I ponder more

Not enough time to search all of the galaxies

Enjoying the wonders that can be seen

Surging  through my own soul

And I feel more comfortable

For the moment this lasts

I hope to take these feelings and raw images back to ground control with me

So I capture a temporary photo image in my mind

To hold onto for as long as I can

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet©

Outer Shell


Reach me to the outer shell

Break each barrier!

Tear away every layer

Remove the tubes that BIND YOU!

Chemical toxins start to feed into your veins

Body fighting against the INJECTIONS!

Your beloved one

She waits…. O SHE WAITS!

To be rescued

Hovering above the universe in the shell

Oxygen levels decrease for her

Breaking each atmospheric layer

And I’m closing in….. drifting further away, she goes

She waits…. O SHE WAITS!

Depleting oxygen

Gives him one last chance to reach the shell she’s in

Grip the handle

She lays cold

Guide the shell to home

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet