Why does it haunt my dreams?
It has made a home inside of me
I'm not sure what to make of it
But it now lives in my heart
Night after night
Dream after dream
Day after day
I think of this
Range of emotions are like day and night
From orgasmic ecstasy to fear and loathing
To a comfort that only it can offer
And a place I want to go in my awake life
People say you can't control what you feel
You can only control what you do with what you feel
There was no stopping this
When something hits you like a freight train, there is no use in fighting
So as I spend so much time pondering, wondering, and then kicking myself in the ass
I look forward to another dream
I wonder what my mind will tell me about it this time
And I wonder what will become of my waking life
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