little soft cacoon

This little soft cocoon
is where I'd like to stay
It's the only thing that keeps me living life today
This little soft cacoon
is calmness all around
the lack of air the like of love the lack of senseless sound
And if I stray out like before
What and who's to blame?
Is there a force
that loves me more
A force that's not ashamed
To see me as am and not a figure black and white
I am the very colors of the very darkest night.
And maybe while you whisper to the softness of my skin
I'll whisper back, my hand will out, and I will gesture in.
But you are not the trusted one.
You are not the light.
The air I wanted just to breath,
to make me feel alright.
Still this softest bubble,
keeps away the pain.
I'll push you out I'll pat you down
I'll make sure you can't feign.
Your love,
the lack thereof;
Your light,
the smell of night;
Your skin,
can't let you in;
This sound,
shall make me drown.
And if,
it comes to more,
the things,
I once adored,
I can't
believe this place.
I can't deny your fate.
Little softest bubble of my blank protected me
I am,
the smallest pebble,
smaller than the sea