Out of space, out of time

Autor Desconhecido


Low light.
I'm in hiding, but there's no one here to find me. I'm drifting but my feet are still on the floor .There's noise, but my mind is so silent. There's an empty spot in my heart. It's a hole so deep I could pull my soul out. I'm out of myself tonight, out on my own. I wanted to be everywhere, anywhere. Nowhere is where I'm at, between my loneliness and my grief . Some drifting clouds roll by, I can feel the wind pushing them away. So many wonderful things happen inside me ... I can feel the blood rushing through my veins, such marvelous things fill this world, but still, my sight is filled with tears. The dreams I see, all seem so far away, the tears we dropped, dried in some lone yesterday, hugs shared are a trailer in my brain. Sweet words taste bitter in my mouth, there's an anger seed growing in my being. I have the power to rip it off, as well as the will to make it grow. I nail down my lips to keep from screaming, I empty my mind to stop from hallucinating.
The sharp blade tears a hole, soft skin is giving in. Suddenly I awake from this familiar nightmare. I can still taste my blood,... this insanity.... You're beside me, in my bed, I heard you crying before.... I fall asleep, I can barely taste the salt of your tears. It's your decision... take your time. Conceive another dream, I'll make up another rhyme, put your faith in love , and I'll always be near by .

"(...) I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand -
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep - while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?"

in A dream within a dream by Edgar Allan Poe