PhantomDreamer

PhantomDreamer Jan 8

You hide me from the world
You keep me in a cage
But when there's real danger to be found
You never seem to see my pain

You think you are
attentive,
I no longer think that's true.
Cause you don't hear the
screams
of
help
each day I put
in front of you.

You ask,
"Do I need to worry?"
I think your eyes must be blurry!
How don't you see the warning signs
Blaring neon in my eyes?

You say that I should tell you
if something's
not
ok.

I tried
today.
You walked
away.

What else is there to say?

How is it you only care enough to ask when I'm ACTUALLY fine?
Then when the time comes that something is actually wrong, it's like you can't push it aside fast enough.
I think your prefrontal cortex is broken

PhantomDreamer Jan 7

Marooned (A song)

I'm sick, so sick of the cold
the sun beckons me
Want, wanting for more
than this dull city
Seek, seeking the waves
that crash so clearly
Miss, missing the breeze
that revived me

Feeling lost in black and white
I am craving color
Want nothing more than to take flight
Long for eternal summer

Marooned!
Mainland
Cry into my cold hands
Can't wait any longer
My hope's being slaughtered
I lost my Atlantis
Can no longer stand it
Alone in this place
Marooned

How, how many years and
Can I make it
Hold, holding back tears
I have to fake it
Fight, fight for control
Know if they see it
All, all will be lost
I'd rather die

Clinging to the songs that say
(I cannot make it) (I can make it!)
Broken down (Beyond repair?)
Long for this to be over

Marooned!
Mainland
Comforted by dark hands
Can't wait any longer
The anger burns hotter
My mind running rampant
Please, I cannot stand it
Split, torn, and twisted
Marooned

In my dreams
The mountains tower above me
Ocean waves crash below me
And the wind flurries around me
While the sun warms inside me
In my dreams
I am finally home
And I wish that I'd never wake up
I wonder, can I last another day?

Marooned!
Mainland
Reaching out with cold hands
Can't wait any longer
The pain's getting stronger
The home that I long for
Gets farther and farther
Can't take anymore
Marooned

Just a little song I wrote a while ago.
How obvious is it that I can't rhyme :(
Sort of bad, debated putting it here for a while.
It just isn't the same without being able to hear the music.
Oh well

#song #marooned #mourning #longing #stranded #lost #home

PhantomDreamer Jan 7

I don't want to be cold forever

It's cold outside today
colder even than it is inside
I have no escape from the ice that races through my veins
sending shivers coursing through me
It forces me to remember the only time
I was warm
Approximately 1,200 miles away, but feels
much further
Why is it so hard?
Why do I have to wait so long to get back to you?
I don't want to be cold forever!
I Tremble even now, words stuttering on my screen
They're cold too.
I can't even fathom waiting 4, 6, 10, 12 more years
I can't imagine being stranded in the cold for this long
I will freeze without you
Please
I don't want to be cold
forever

PhantomDreamer Jan 7

Hallucination?

This afternoon, I was pacing
in public.
I stepped perfectly
in the tiles,
perfectly
keeping pace.
Out of the corner of my eye, a little boy, walking just behind me
in my peripherals.
He had blue sneakers on.
I assumed it was my little friend,
coming to play.
But I could've sworn his sneakers were
red.
And how is he being so quiet?
I finally finished pacing, and whirled around
to scare him, make him laugh his adorable little laugh.
But there was no one there.
No one at all.

PhantomDreamer Jan 7

Why?

Why did we forget how to live?
Why did we forget how to love?
Why did we lose sight of what's important?

Why do we fear things we don't understand,
instead of learning how to understand them?

Why do we despise anyone "different"
and pretend to be a myth called "normal"?

Why do we mistreat God's beautiful creation,
and scorn and squirm and say it's gross?

Why do we get to decide who deserves respect, and why do we make those decisions on trivial things, like skin and age and money?

Why are we afraid to take risks, to get *****, to fall or fail?
Why do we hide from pain and blood and danger?

What is wrong with us?
What disease of human nature has cursed us so?

We go about the motions of survival without really living,
and wonder why we're depressed,
why we feel that life is meaningless.
We make it meaningless!

We need to shed the restraints of sanity!

We need to ask ourselves
WHY.
Why are we partaking in this foolishness?
Why don't we seek out something better?
Why do we settle?
Why did we stop believing in magic?

Why did we forget how to live?

PhantomDreamer Jan 6

I see you in the shadows

I see you when it's stormy
cause oh how you loved the rain
I see you when it's sunny
because you brightened up my every day

I see you when it's cloudy
cause you were always in a mood
I see you when it's midnight
Because you were my moon

I see you when it's snowy
because you claimed you would freeze
I see you when it's hot out
because you loved the summer breeze

I see you when I laugh
because you loved to tell me jokes
I see you when I eat
on that poor old plate you broke

I see you when I'm bored
cause you kept me entertained
Because you wished that you could fly
I see you when I hear a plane

I see you in my bedroom
sitting on my floor
I see you each and every time
I hear my creaky door

I see you in the plants you grew
the vines and trees and flowers
I see you when I hear a child
SWEAR that they have powers

I see you in the darkness
because you used to get so scared
I see you when I'm crying
cause you swore that you'd be there

I see you in the waves
just like when we met
I see you in the shadows
when I remember that you're dead

I was about to go to bed, but my brain did... whatever this is

#death #love #mourning #perspective #rhyme

PhantomDreamer Jan 6

The usage of metaphors

We use metaphors in poetry.
Something dramatic and attention-catching
to stand in for something ordinary.
Metaphors are poet's best friend.
After all, a poem without descriptive language is just
a really dramatic essay.
So my question is?
How do you know when they stop being metaphors?
Would you even ever know?
If it's dramatic enough,
no one will know.

Eerie concept...

#concept #spooky #metaphors