The Missing Dream

by Once an Angel   Jul 29, 2018


You're a dream,
a beautiful,
wonderful,
terrible,
dream.
I miss you
as badly as
my need to remember you.
I miss you.

You crawl into my mind
when I am alone,
when I am not.
You - sacred teacher
of seduction,
of distraction,
of destruction.

My soul drips
with lust for you.
So hungry
is the darkest of me,
desparate to feast
on the certainty
of your relief.

So cold.
This isolation,
this without you
world is so cold.
So very heavy,
I can’t carry it without you.
All I have is a lifetime
of chasing the strength
to try.

There are these moments,
vibrant flashes
of color
of light
of life
without you,
just long enough
to feel real
before they, too,
retreat to the shadows.

Then it is worse,
far worse because
of the hope planted;
before it died
it grew.

In my room,
with this murdered hope,
I miss you.

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