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Confusion in the night time mind.
Created by vague day time illusions.
Conquored only in the waking sound.
Concious and sub-concious as one.
Dreams, the blissful moonlight escape.
Delirious, the release from sunny reality.
Devestated by the vile hidden truths.
Destroyed visions of my old thoughts.
What I thought was mine was not...
What I wanted to be the truth was lies...
We were over long ago, or so I thought...
Where does this frail heart lie tonight?
Sat high upon the chilly mountain top, so high,
Shrouded in cloudy senses he rescued me.
Safe within his arms as we reached the bottom,
Softly we sat and his hands slipped over mine.
Lost between the realms of dream and reality.
Love blossomed again with that gentle touch.
Late was the time of this realisation but
Lovers sat peacefully upon a bench holding hands.
Gone as the dream fades and the touch wanes.
Gloomy in my waking moments from the loss
Glorious peace and warmth banished with the light
Golden moments trapped in lost feelings, still here?
Just a dream or are those feelings still real. Am I
Justified in a hope that we may yet be, or not?
Jackal of the mind, the memory of vivid touch
Jaded hope remains questioning ... is it or was it?
~ This one is a little old .. late June sometime I think. ~
Give me a reason to love life
Prove to me happiness is real
Show me the undying light of hope
And I will cast away the darkness.