Dream Talker, wordless in sunlight;
timeless truths in unconscious hours:
Where are you?
Where is your heart?

Are your mumblings of affection benign?
Or is your soul fighting-
fighting to be released from your mind.

You are the flame ignited by the sun,
before Dawns' scent merges with the horizon.

You are the darkness which numbs,
and the silence that deafens.

As you slumber beside me,
you stir a well of words through your breath:
A speech for no one but for Love.

I wanted to see flowers open for me;
I wanted to see treasures within this sea;
I wanted to hope with my eyes closed;
I wanted all lies with new hand disposed.

Like a fool,
I believed in everything that already deceived;
And in my hope you retrieved
                                                 final breath of love seeded within me,
                                                 stealing life as though it were for the taking:
                                                 In this revelation I am lifeless and forsaken.

And no flowers in beauty will greet,
no treasures spill at my feet.
My eyes flutter in darkened skies,
while my heart cracks with decades of lies.

So undeserving in my lighted embrace,
So undeserving to behold this broken face,
So undeserving to steal my heart beats:
So undeserving am I, of these cruel defeats.

You are all the demons of my nightmares,
You are the epitome of one who cannot care.
You are the lost one, among stars who cries:
The one who burns love with stealthy, inhumane lies.

Like a fire crackling
despite the wash out,
despite the torrential storm
despite there being no flames...

Like a wave crashing
despite there being no rock,
despite no shoreline,
despite there being no ocean

No things that live
can move in your wake
can breathe in your space
can look upon your face.

There is no vision
for something unreal
for something a lie
for conscious-less souls.

Like a man in skin
despite the brazen force
despite the greed
despite that which deceives life.

There's a pounding in my head
breaking down my thoughts.
You carelessly step
in the silent space of mine.
Crushing through my images
A pathway to my soul.

In your attempt to withhold
you tore down my walls:
Nothing left to lean on
and no escape from the lies you told.
Deep inside my silent mind
there's a drumming of your fears.

And my diversions take me no where:
a river which flows too deep,
of emotion you wish to drink;
or a road so dark and lonely
only tears give me comfort.
Because you pushed me to my edge.

Upon the ledge of pain I see
a landscape covered in carnage:
deceit and betrayal burn the hope,
scorched and charred my view.
There can be no forgiveness
until millennia heal this stench.

As my eyes wonder to yours,
moist with guilt and hatred,
my sorrow turns to rage:
Because even then you fail to try.
Instead I find within
A silent whispering echo: "These too are lies."

My heart overruns the pounding head
with a racing heart on fire.
I'm burnt and broken inside these thoughts,
which wonder aimlessly.
Some days I look out to the world,
wondering when I'll be done with you.

I thought I could
just this one time
in my very innocent life
be entirely fine
with giving what is mine
for a tiny moment.
But instead my heart questions
a million things in my mind
and it becomes hard to find
what I need inside
to be bitterly kind
in this confusing time
where no clear light will shine.
And to the eyes looking back
with the cheek against my thigh
in the aftershock I sigh
relieved of my trapped lie;
now free with the tears I cry
invisible to your eye.
I cannot question Why;
and What begins to deny
that which How already let die:
I’m my own mirror of solitude.
The emptiness I feel
is the space where you do not go.
And slowly, I begin to know
sooner or later this will show.

There’s a gentle sway of tenderness in the eyes of the Stranger;
Matching the rhythm of the vast blue waters stretching,
a panoramic view:
I glide across their surface,
peacefully soaking up the pleasure of their pulsation.

I push myself under the wave,
gripping the shifting sands,
blindly releasing all my life force;
I balance my mortal body beneath:
The silence rescues my heart’s noise,
making it easier not to breathe.

My eyes squeeze shut in this vacuum.
But all the while light dances like a flapping butterfly in shock:
Displaying colours erratically behind my eyelids.
The world we cannot see, simply cannot exist.

In my ears there lingers no thought,
My heart feels no fear in this.
All my limbs are lifted from me,
And there is a Stillness all around:
Beneath this rocking sheath
My secrets to the world I give to keep.