Cost of Dreaming
You are best wrapped in pain and sadness
feeding the wolves of solace-
Liquefied comfort satisfy your madness
and self-imposed alienation
for a moment, pouring emotions
into a half-empty glass.
But there is no other way to this impasse
thus bittersweet damnation.
Another night lost in stagnation
loving fiercely what you had before
when impervious to the cost
you wrap yourself in pain and sadness-