Trapped Dreams
Sound of kitchen supplies,
Lonely espresso in the morning.
I wore deception and walked through the
Willingly blind people
That crowded the cemented roads;
Ants each with a role,
Some carrying the weight of no answers
Some the weight of no questions.
The screaming, the crying,
The fear,
Desire to escape the bedroom cell;
The companionship of silence
Foreign kindness,
Friendly pain,
All in me, with me, on top of me
Below me, surrounding me,
Following me, grabbing me,
Arresting me.
Convicted to dead thoughts,
Breathing out the spoiled odor
Of a decomposing mind;
Emptiness of conditional love,
Abusive love,
Aggressor armed with self –hatred
Beating out of you desire,
Obliging you to crawl
On your blistered knees,
Like a rat seeking food,
Feeding off crumbs of happiness.
Savior night,
Putting him away in the darkness;
On the balcony
The smell of a peeled orange,
A sinful cigarette burning,
Looking inside,
Dull light leading the way
Through my door to his door,
So close,
Yet so far away from misery.
I step back inside
Covered by soft sheets of dreams,
Thirsty soul, only tears;
Rest floating around me,
Darkness put me away,
Hide me from him,
From life,
From torment,
From disappointment,
From all the trapped thoughts
And all the trapped dreams.
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