Am I Dreaming

I miss something I never had, gripping my heart constantly
my mind drifts , or quiet becomes the tune in my ear.
Shattered dreams, 
Questions of why
This is day to day life, as the years fly by.

I miss the place I never gone, the songs I never song
the stories I have yet to write
Not out of my mind, yet not seen 
so... out of sight

When my heart cries,
it grips tears of dreams 
that only come true
when my shut eyes 
are in view.

I close them "WOW" oh so beautiful!!

My dream shows no more regrets
no more visits of past pain
The things I've learned
become shelter 
from it's rain.

Learn from it, grow from it,
move on......from it
Take with me only that which makes me strong
that which empowers my soul
I had to go through all along

Upon splitting open my lids
a light of joy squints my vision
as new ideas transforms my many decisions
All while smiling, I see more clearly
my love for writing, my heart holds so dearly

This is where I find freedom of expression
I find a place of restoration
Here the words of my heart can flow
Here is my life's purpose...I know

To write and relieve
all hopes, desires dreams, and needs
The pathway of "MY" writer
on how I shall succeed

"WAKE UP ME"
there is more to see
dreams can be seen past hurtful reality

So I write....
an expression of me
a joyful vision, I'm so happy to see

With or without, Closed Lids

Copyright © Tamara Dunston | Year Posted 2013

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