Sadness is found at 3 am,
Between the covers of a book
You couldn’t bear to put down,
for fear that it would attack again.
Sadness hides in memories,
Livid as sea foam,
Something you wouldn’t dare to destroy.
Sadness lies in sleeping heads,
haunting their dreams,
Their one freedom.
And sadness lies in it’s victim’s hearts,
Cold as a stone devoid of sunlight,
Making them scared of ever
Returning to light.
One day
I had a dream
of beauty
And sadness
Of hope
and of love.
One day
I had a dream
of reminders
of the past.
Twas a dream of a dream
not much more,
won’t add to much
only actions
Only words.
Words that will destroy
so many ugly things
bring hope
wonder
Freedom.
Words
that
Matter.
This dream is
what I am
Who I am
and what I will
Accomplish.
When all else fails,
My final regret,
My only escape,
My only freedom is dark.
When darkness comes,
It comes alone,
Free of others’ dark influence,
Taking everything,
Leaving me lonely.
It takes my dreams,
Renders me lost,
I can’t breathe,
But somehow,
I don’t want to.
The only thing I ever wanted,
The only life I needed,
The only escape I had,
Was
The empty loneliness of dark.
It tears at my soul,
Yet still I want more,
This feeling, it’s strange,
I need it, somehow.
It whispers to me,
Quiet but sure,
Takes away what’s left of me,
In the hours of night.
It kills off the goodness,
Feeding the dark,
It’s trapped me forever,
In it’s glossy enfolds.
This feeling won’t end,
Now I need freedom,
I don’t think I’ll survive,
Through it’s awful sorrows.
A dream is like a smile,
Frail but worth it’s while.
Night mares mutter darkly,
Dreams whisper softly.
Throughout the mind dreams and thoughts,
Battle constantly,
Waiting, hoping for freedom,
In the mind’s domain,
It’s own kingdom.
Some dreams are pointless anyway.
