Sweet Dreams

As I sort through the loss, in the shadows of the clouds I am under. Blinded by the lightning, deafened by the thunder. I miss your soft whispers, which cause me to cry. Into the pillows where I lie, in my sweet dreams. When I think of my sorrow, at a world of despair. A depression that keeps me yearning, for you to even care. That the radiance of your light, reflects of the tears I cry. I run to the lies, of my sweet dreams. Bewildered and afraid, I can't stand the loss. The pain that's pushing me, towards a line I can't cross. I know all heavens aware, your loves not there. So I run to lie. closing my eyes to the lies of my sweet sweet dreams. http://poetsdiary.com/