I had a dream the other night
an inspiring look into
a world away from our own.Brought together by fear,
the gripping pain of pre-tragedy grief,
tied in a bow with a distracted smilewe rolled the floor back beneath our feet,
buying time and energy
to say the things we never did beforeIts picking up a phone to tell someone
"I love you"
simply because you know you shoulda disconnect from the metal
and rock
and dirt beneath your bodya familiar face comes your way
as the clock counts down
4... 3... 2and suddenly the earth feels right
the dirt rounds its corners
and the clouds crawl back to their homesA kiss of pure fear,
of hopeless desire to feel
one last time.But eyes fluttered open that morning
and the dream faded to a picture
and wounds were healed crooked and tiredHands would not touch me like that
had the sunlight been the sun's own
and the dirt had been wet with reality's rainI would be lovable in any other dimension,
feeling from others what I feel for them;
a soft touch of comforted disbelief along resting armsOnly in a world created by myself
would my body be held to such standard,
to such levels of awebut I live in his world today.
and only can imagine a place
so safe and fearful as a dream
YOU ARE READING
Heartbreak Poems
PoetryYeah love sucks but I guess it's good inspiration (I started this book in 2017 so it starts a little rough, but my writing has improved a lot over time and I like seeing the progress so im leaving the earlier work)