Dreams better left forgotten wake me to reality
Muddled memories, fuzzy faces flash ‘cross my mind
I soon confuse what I dreamt with what I now imagine
It’s cold and the wind makes the trees sigh in the night
I shiver, watching shadows swirl in ceiling corners
Before I pull my knees to my chest and reflect on the past
I ignore the gut feeling that tells me not to dwell
And let my heart swell, a mixture of pleasure and pain
I rise up remembering faces I haven’t seen in a while
I smile… but then I begin to fall
Like a man in a battle, like my gut warned me so
And so, this death brings not a greater peace.
The storm cloud comes and bitterness settles over me
I sink into my sheets seeking safety long lost lifetimes ago
From this fear that I’ll never be rid of this human condition
Loneliness… It finds me and I weep,
All so sweetly, all so soundlessly
As I drift back into my dreams trying to recall
If there is any reason at all to wake me to reality