I see nothing but dirt and dust lingering
within you, grasping myself not to believe.
Releasing your tension beyond my mistakes,
to forget the sight of me.
Wondering fully when this night shall end,
puncturing my wounds every sleep I get.
Bruising my eyes from the memory,
holding your eyes with me secretly
Seens your long gone vanished away,
not realizing till I've awoken.
That this was a dream of the reality
I live in.
When is the next portrait of you returning
I question. Shall nothing answer me now,
for nothin has answered me before.
I lay here whispering nothing but smoke,
having to see nothing besides you I hope.