In dreams we meet,
I'll get to make you smile,
You'll be so sweet,
The world lost for miles.

Running from the fury,
Gone from the paradox,
Reality.
Lost from the game that,
They will never get.

Tonight we'll hide,
And the world will not seek,
Because we're so far away,
Until the first light.

Warm cup of tea
- trickling down my throat
- the anchor to my boat
- my loyal company

A flower on the sidewalk
- a beauty amongst the dark
- the glimmer of hope
- left out and alone

Your love for me
- my cup of tea
- the flower on the road
- fiction at its worst

Dear friend,
I am sorry to burden you
It's been a while.

Dear love,
I am sorry to have failed you
I have been blind.

Dear man,
I am sorry to have burdened you
You are one of a kind.

Dear heart,
I am sorry to have fallen
His heart was never mine.

When externalities are potent,
I ask myself.
Things never go my way
Anticipation is disappointment
In disguise.
And my hopes?
Instantly smothered into false optimisms
And the ashes;
They pile up,
They form a mound,
My rememberance
Of unjust and sighs.

One day, I too will become those
Ashes.

I have always been surrounded
By walls, by walls
They guard me and they disguise me
I am but a fetus
I am a fetus forcing myself to grow hair
To grow affections
To be human
Whatever it means to be human

But the forces of the external
They are growing stronger
And they have pounded me down
Those externalities weren't aware
That it was
Them
They caused it
Why question it
You caused it.

My fortress was build upon empty words
Hopeless faith
The unceasing optimism of a teenage idiot
I am an idiot

And I am an idiot
Because my fortress has an intruder
He has managed to unveil my true intent
Now I am a fetus
Exposed

I have been exposed
But his hands are around me
They are bringing me warmth and life
And for once
Once again
I smile

The intruder does too.

soak in all the mellow
breathe out all the pain
let sail all the sorrow
no more
not again

Bliss
Is open
Vast and free.

It dissipates in an
Instant

Vanishes in
A sliver

Bliss cannot be kept
It can only be held
Sustained
And to sustain it
Requires faith
And hope
And a whole lot of energy
Determination

Is it worth it?

If it vaporises
What then?

We meet again
Grim
Grief
Desolation and
Despondency.

The hard at heart
The faithful servant
The optimistic fool

For I am not.

For they succeed

For I do not.