The Bittersweet Kind

The Bittersweet Kind By Laura Dee Battle December 30, 2014 I live inside these made-up scenes Between the seams of all your dreams I'll never exist in jack and Jill's tryst Kisses like ghosts, contained in the mist I'm missing it all; the writing on the wall Echoes of smiles from just down the hall I cannot exist in jack and Jill's kiss Lovers like diamonds lost in the abyss No reality remains for my wandering heart My mind full of smoke from fires I'll start Is there still a prayer for wandering souls; The ones who are lost in the land of the cold? I'm hopeful that I will start loving my life Without racing back to the blades of a knife One day I will live every dream in my mind Hoping to find a sign of the bittersweet kind