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Once upon a mid night's dream
Flown to me on the cool night breeze
The Trickster Gods of dastardly scheme
Tickled my nose and I had to sneeze

It came sudden and wrinkled my brow
A tingle in suspense, full of might
Far from peace, I sit in agony now
Wishing I could expel this plight

I sit in discomfort, while Gods revel
If this be fate, I curse them angrily
If this be a test, I've no mettle
Then a deep breath to rid insanity

'Fore relief mine, ******* Gods state "bless you!"
So with this breath I retort "**** You!"
As I lay on my bed,
listening
   to the rhythmic melody of the rain
  dancing                  my
                    outside                 window,
my
     mind
             wanders through my memories
             keeping me from the slumber
     I seek during these late hours.

why my mind favors
the sour memories
                                        of betrayal and heartbreak,
                                        of regret and guilt,
I will never understand.

their memories flooding my thoughts,
make rest a foreign concept.  

Do I dare speak their names
to break the silence that
imprisons me only to feel
my insides churn and
my heart ache?  

why do my dreams
                           gift me with
                                                        glimpse
­                                           of
                            the
            future
only
to be kept awake
by the past they've paved?  

why, when all I pursue is happiness,
do my thoughts poison me with sadness.

My dreams reveal what is to come
to my unconscious
                          but not to my conscious.  

My mind only lets me feel
the emotions of the future
                          but keeps from me
                                         what is to happen.
It lets me feel when good will follow
but keeps from me the heartache that
                                                            ­           ends it.



Why do my thoughts poison me so?



My thoughts let me fall


                                               for her
                                                            and trust her completely
                                                            when­ it was aware

                                               of the Betrayal
                                    that was to end
                                    that happiness?



why do my thoughts poison me so?



My thoughts urged me to leave her,

                                                     to feel like leaving
                                                     would help me
                                                     only
                                                                ­    to feel Regret
                                                                ­    with my decision,
                                           to feel like
                             I've made
             a mistake,
to be weighed down
with the guilt that I hurt her
and
for nothing
      but my
                   own
                              misery.  



why do my thoughts poison me so?  



I know not
            why my own mind
            is against me

            but in its campaign
            it has renamed


**Betrayal     &      Regret
Once upon a midnight dream
to those who most need her gleam
comes an Angel, with no ill scheme
to fix your heart at the seam

When the darkness comes to fight
she appears, to be my light
for when my heart is filled with fright
she comes wielding pure delight

When I see her, no mistake
she has come to cure my ache
her touch is soft, I do not shake
she will stay till I awake

The dark fog tries to embrace
I stay calm; I see her face
protected by her flowing lace
she defeats it with her grace

The darkness stays buried deep
I no longer fear to sleep
no longer do I lay and weep
for its my heart, she will keep
I would build her a garden,
where her beauty could bloom
I would build her a rocket,
and get her the moon

I would build her a vessel,
she could travel the land
I would build her a mansion,
where memories stand

I would build her an island,
somewhere she could escape
I would build her a new world,
any size or shape

I would build her any wish,
make a place of her own
so I built her paradise,
where I live alone

— The End —