The release of a dozen balloons

Shamelessly shouting at the horizon,

"I ain't scared!"

But little one,
what have you to fear?
The sun, he passes every night,
shakes his dreary head,
he frees the world of daytime troubles,
of daytime fears.
Gathering under the drops of sun,
like lemon candies in my hand,
I'd see you here writing poetry,
heavy like a safe filled with yesterdays secrets,
but with every dotted "i" and every crossed "t"
I knew you were doing something,
but I didn't want you to love me.

Shamelessly shouting at the ground,

"I aint scared!"

But what have you to fear?
It won't swallow you whole,
at least we know that.
There's so little we don't understand,
and so much we've grown to hate,
and what it is
is consuming us,
beneath it's sealed metal plates.
here we've learned to rot,
and it was here we took our first steps,
as sighing, dancing lovers,
and i knew you were sighing,
and I could feel the spring in your step,
but I didn't mean for you to love me,

And if you chose to fear something,
Silently, or on blast.
let it be love,
because it will take you whole,
oh, she will take you whole.