Can you ever dream
sleeping in a place where you never wake
conscious oblivion,
standing in a moment you can’t take
I wonder, peacefully breathing, no screaming
as peaceful blue waters pull me down
is this wish that just won’t break
as my pride throws me around
hopeless or hopeful,
desiring nothing more than breath
to feel myself believe again
and find a way to need,
as my thoughts become like faded memory
in the second I lose my faith
Can I succeed, find what I see
or is my life a figment drowning me in ecstasy
Last 5 posts in Coffee - Volume Two
- Daily Poetry - July 15th, 2008
- The Sword and the Stone - July 10th, 2008
- The essence of dreams forgotten - June 22nd, 2008
- Heaven's Light - June 22nd, 2008
- Tin Heart - June 19th, 2008
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