I'm bored of blue skies.

I'm bored of art, music, poetry, fantasy, movies and writing.
I'm bored of breathing, walking, talking, dancing, laughing and crying.
Bored of train rides home alone, bored of trying to understand.
Bored of remembering my dreams, bored of begging for dreams I can't have.
I'm bored of feeling.
I'm bored of drugs, alcohol, relationships, bars, clubs and pointlessness.
I'm bored of hugs, whispers, kisses, smiles and carelessness.
What to do when there's nothing to do,
What to do when you can't spend time with you.

Clingy to a fault
I need so much
A lot of your work
Is undone
How do I repair
What comes down
With no resistance?
I need
A better foundation
Before i rebuild.

The second hand is dragging
I'm waiting
Waiting for you
It seems life is all about this
Waiting
Waiting for a moment
Waiting for the right time to act
Waiting for that chance
To be near you again

I dreamed I ate Cheerios last night
I dreamed them with real milk and no pain
I dreamed our hearts as one, lives entwined
I dreamed us happy and content lives
I dreamed of good things and painful things
I dreamed until fear woke me because
I dreamed I heard dreadful words: She's dead.