I had a dream about you last night.
It made me scared to close my eyes again.

The dream was simple, but heart-wrenching.
You were the you I fell for.
Your smile made my heart flutter,
Your laugh made me join in,
Your words and hands felt right surrounding me.

I woke up to the same emptiness that I went to bed with.
I've been sleeping with a cave in my chest,
Wondering if I will ever see the light of day again.

I prefer reality though.

At least when I'm awake, I know what I feel is real,
However raw and awful the feeling is.
In dreams there is still this "other".
This sense that what I have won't last long.
That my hands aren't big enough to keep my heart
From spilling its life out into your hands.

These waves of pain and confusion are not something I'm used to.
My heart feels like a wall, holding back the angry sea as a storm comes in.
And with each break of the waves, my heart chips another piece.
Piece by piece, my heart is lost to the sea.
And isn't it funny how the sea is the same color as your eyes.

Listening to "Give Me One Reason",
Trying not to be unreasonable.
I already punched an inanimate object today,
But that was understandable.

Now not only is my heart bruised,
But my knuckles are as well.
You lied to my face, again,
While putting me through hell.

I'm new to this poetry thing,
But I'm not sure how else to deal.
If I don't get some frustration out,
Well, how do my knuckles feel?

You weren't the guy I thought you were.
No, not in the least.
You ended up being a stranger.
Some pain-inflicting beast.

It isn't right what you do,
You take, and twist, and lie.
I think you enjoy the stories you spin,
I just can't imagine why.

I hope the next time you fall for someone
That they do the same to you.
That they're as heartless, careless, and cruel.
And rip your heart out too.

I have to believe that there's good in the world.
I have to.

But everything around me is trying to crush me.
My heart and my city get hit.

Where is the kindness?
Where is the beauty?
Where is the love?

What happened to chivalry, and honesty?
Why can't good shine through, outweigh the bad, destroy the evil?
When will good reign free, and the people who stand for it be happy?
I have to believe there is good in the world...
Otherwise what's the point?

It's gone.
I don't know where it went, but somewhere down the line I lost it.
I saw you, and got to know you and my common sense left me.
I knew you weren't good for me.
Trust me I knew.
But I shut away my fears, and grasped onto this feeling of comfort and warmth.
I think I was falling for you.

It's gone.
I don't know where it went, but somewhere down the line I lost it.
You opened up to me, and I you, and my walls came down.
I knew you were going to hurt me.
Trust me I knew.
But I shut away my fears, and let you hold me and kiss me.
I think I was falling for you.

It's gone.
I don't know where it went, but somewhere down the line I lost it.
I thought about you all the time, and yearned to be with you, and my heart was in your hands.
I knew you were going to crush me.
Trust me I knew.
But I shut away my fears, and allowed it to happen.
I think I was falling for you.

You did everything I knew you would.
You weren't good for me, you hurt me, you crushed me.
I gave you almost every part of me, and you took it, making empty promises along the way.
And I held tight to those promises, for they were all I had to keep me sane.
Am I surprised you did this?
Part of me says yes, because I didn't want to believe you would.
Part of me says no. I was foolish and naive.
I fell too quickly and this is the what happened.

The gentle hum of the wind was my only companion,
As I sat in bed with a paperback molded to my hands.
Every so often the gentle whoosh of snow would distract me,
From the tale in far off lands.
But the book was an old friend,
I knew it better than any.
It was the story I often returned to,
When my needs or worries were many.
This time it was my heart,
That I needed to escape.
This book would be the quickest fix,
Well, at least better than tape.
I wanted to just get away,
From my feelings and my mind.
But sometimes longing doesn't like
To be left behind.
They couldn't help me, not this time,
To flee the world I knew.
Cuz every time I read his name,
Of course I think of you.

My dream was there
I had it tight
It wouldn't falter
I'd get it right
But I let it slip
Through weakened hands
And what happened next
I can't understand
My wishes dashed
My hopes all fled
And all the dreams I had were dead
What happened to my iron fist
That hard resolve that must exist
Why did I trip along the way
What happened on the fateful day
My dream was there
I had it tight
But lost my edge
And lost the fight