Reality took a peek mocking my dreams
“ you dreamed for too long” I heard
while I refused to accept what seems
reality’s truth so I cut off my ears
and as everything became blurred
I saw signs posted everywhere
“wake up, wake up” it read
so I made myself blind
and to ignore all prepared
when I heard myself said
“what you seek will never find”
so in the midst of my craze
knife in hand I did not care
cutting my tongue, and as I bled
and slowly faded into my dreams
I heard the voice inside my head.
Do we become who we are
or simply hang somewhere
unfinished, unpolished for all to see
alone and unprepared
not knowing how to be free.
Do we complete who we are
or the pieces of us scattered
of our life puzzle missing parts
and simply bruised and shattered
one among other broken hearts.
Do we remain who we are
or fade into nothingness of death
with no heavens or hell
lost hope in our final breath
as we leave behind a broken shell.
taking hold again
in such repetitious cycle
up and down, up and down
words without expressions
fake smiles of a clown
with every night a recycle
of ideas and dreams
that lead nowhere.
I miss the extremes
left behind somewhere
another time, another place
another me, another face.
If (words become a game)
When the moon is full and bright, I sigh
wasted in my lonely soul its light.
When memories creep up at night, I cry
hidden in the shadows of the night.
When reality drags me down, I curse
alone in my dreams immersed.
I sigh in the light
cry at night
curse in dreams immersed
Then I turn to you for comfort, I smile
loving you becomes worthwhile.
Then I tell myself life is fair, I wait
knowing that happiness will be my fate.
Then look at possibilities within, I gleam
holding on to my reality and dreams.
A smile is worthwhile
To wait is my fate
I gleam within dreams.
Who are you in that faceless place
filled with letters and sentences
without skin and bones to define
the scars among words I find
as we become acquaintances
in the joy and pain we embrace.
Now transformed by what’s found
in between the lines I explored
searching for love and kindness,
I discovered in my blindness
that I’m not alone anymore
when to your heart I am bound.
Scraps are left for me to feed
lacking beauty in every stroke defined
between places full of grime
collected through my years
and only I can see.
No beautiful moon to bring tears
or tender songs to call mine
no love whispered in my ears
only empty spaces
and a cold bed.
No accusing faces
or committed crime
as I alone wept.
I tried I said, I tried
definition to chaos find
and to everything I said
but broken down I die
with scraps to feed my feeble mind.
I look for broken pieces
shreds of life left out there
within pain that breaking releases
and If I to become a light
then to let go you must dare.
An attraction I cannot fight
to such dark places I knew
when awake alone at night
I see myself within you
as I look for broken pieces.