Company

There are days of solitude
When I need company
There are days of silence
When I need music

It isn't as often
But those days are Pandemonium
Of madness, of wanting to be alive
Of wanting to be wanted
Those random days of happiness
That want to be shared

Naked

What do you do when all the layers are removed
When everything is bare and open
When you realise what is really left is nothing
And you have to survive in this nothingness for eternity
And there isn't a solution