Awake

I stare at you then look away
Like you were there but I don't care
Cause
You bore a hole into my soul
I think of you, that's all I know

I slick and slap and twist and tap
Watching the clock go tick and tock
Cause
I wallow in when you're not here
But when you're near, I cant think clear

You stare so deep I fear you see
How much I yearn, How much I heed
Your fingers interlacing mine
To kiss your lips that's so divine

Awake, I dream of you and me.
Awake, is when the truth be told:
A dream is just a dream is just a dream
An illusion: that's nothing real.

--MMR 2015

Plight

I've stopped dreaming of mending things that will never be unbroken.
Expectations vs reality,
I have to stop living in a dream.

I've already lost hope.
Perpetual nights of heartaches.

A thousand times I said this is not my fault
but I know deep down inside (though I'll never admit it)
I had a huge part in this.


If I were braver,
I would have commended myself

but I do not have wings
I couldn't fly.
I accepted defeat and very much embracing it.


And this is me now,

somehow all of my dreams are of running away Maybe someday...
but constantly I'll dream of it,
wishing it,
wanting it




Running away...










--MMR