[ dreams are what reality is built on ]
“Dreamer of Dreams”
That’s literally what the picture I bought at home sense said that I hung above my bed three days after I got discharged from the mental institution for being convince my entire life was a dream. Literally, a like that had all taken place in my subconscious that I was now suppose to wake up from.
[ 00 ]
[ MY HEART ]
Here you are, my greatest rival
Who I have endlessly and been at battle with
But now our cold war has finally been heated
By the friction of our bodies connecting
Momentary instincts
Lapses of reason
Naked figures that stand together
Struggling to understand how it could be
The wall has broken
The barrier abolished
Me
You
Us
Nobody else matters
The disbelieving friends
The fear of what the future may hold
The voice of reason telling me to pull away your lips near my own
No
I refuse to withdraw from your arms
I will follow whatever emotion it is that draws me into you
The challenge
The intrigue
The mystery of all you are
And all that you may come to be
Right now is all that matters
The two of us
Lost soles
Best friends
Emerging into something that will never shatter what we had
Simply give birth to something new
But now we must mourn the death of what was
The friendship before the confusion
But in this confusion
I have the comfort of the answers my head’s denied me.
The answers of my heart
With it’s mind of it’s own, it’s thrown me at you
Making the prospect of ‘us’ a reality
I know it is right because my mind’s voice has been silenced
By the calling of my heart
Demanding the need for you.
[ ADIEU ]
Run far away, as fast as you can
Leave this place
Abandon this life
Heighten your existence
“Where you gonna run” they all want to know
My reply is simple; “Wherever my instincts force me to go”
I’m no longer in chains
A prisoner of fear
My strongest link has overpowered my weakest
So as I break apart the barriers that have forever sheltered me
Watch me transform
Release myself from all I have longed forever to escape from
I have everything I never wanted. Materialism is meaningless at it’s core.
Envious, surely you’ll be
For I am catering to myself and no one else
While all of you remain hopeless dreamers
Dreams don’t even exist in your sleep
As I turn try back and stride out the door
You will long to follow my path
Walk in my driver’s license-free footsteps
Because you’re not ready to follow your own
Intimidated by the unknown
Discomforted by anything abstract
Unwilling to venture outside the bubble
The same one it’s high time for me to burst