Saturday, April 22, 2017

I Rather Be Dreaming

Reflections of blue fill the room 
Like light I wish to breath in
I am trapped, in stillness of silence
Wishing to find a way out

The darkness, fills me deeply
Smoke into madness I weep dry
I could barely taste the truth in me
As I cry for help yet I just lay

It consumes me 
Like it always does
I choke to the thought of freedom
How tangled a soul of dust
Living a life of endless love

Dancing as dancers do
I die constantly for you
For what, to bleed and weep petty sorrows 
To sit in quiet rooms 
I'm left hollow 

Find me in lost 
Feel me true
I've died countless times for truth

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