Dreamed
Drea(me)d
I dread seeing you at night
when my mind should be playing catch-up.
You plague the reality of my night
fashioning fear where bliss should be;
Fear of sleeping again
because your face is more than I can handle
in the dark shadows of the night
I hide from you.
Is it too much to ask to lose you?
To cut your memory from my banks
like the ever-eroding sand tearing out,
never to return again?
But you come back.
I sleep soundly
with no masked reminiscence of…You
resurface like a creature from the depths,
threatening to drag me down
if I let you.
You would pull me down to the darkness of tomorrow
where from no one returns-
a bitter old man you’d make me,
if I let you.
But nighttime ends
and tomorrow begins
with it comes the happiness you’ll never see
because lost loves love their losses left in the endless sea.
Copyright © Stephen Beach | Year Posted 2011
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