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.