A certain compelling nature.

I hear you, shallow and
                 breaking free.
I had you loud and
                            clear.
Shifting and trivial.
Status symbol, pride and promise.
Poster boy of     something.
Something I've got around   here
           somewhere
holding up somewhere
       beneath this chaos.
I heard you  
                   loud and clear
       my fading.
How splendid
       sweet and jaded
misguided, forsaken
                         youth.
Arrogant and weakening
this slowly   burning
                       aching.
This request.
        This longing
    of desperate awakening.
How blissful
and innocent.
An almost silent whispering.
Some secret
       tugging behind
    inching between
this aching heart
     leaving so breathless
this suffocating
        timeless throat.
  My fortitude
timing out
        leaving out
skimming over.
This is beauty.
This is bravery.
   This is all
       and e v e r y t h i n g.