Polluted Dreams
I hate to love you,
Like rancid petals flowing down a polluted stream,
I would love to hate you,
Like a bloody unicorn running through my dreams.
My dreams are filed with you,
Your heart and the glint in your eyes,
Hot sticky breath of the darkest night,
Of the sting of wasps and the flight of butterflies.
The want is so strong,
Reminding me of the hell of consciousness,
The weight of thinking about you,
Knowing that this love is ageless.
Emotions leaving an atmosphere of confusion,
The cuts and the tears,
I cannot handle this much longer,
The sweat and the fears,
One word can cause hope,
Making my embers of this love burn on,
Lighting a candle in a darkened room,
Like a dirty river with only one perfect swan.
I thought it would burn out,
If I left you and my feelings behind,
Slap on a smile and pretend I had a different life,
Hoping that my heart would go numb and blind.
But the truth is that you take over my mind,
Like flowers take over the spring,
And make the world beautiful again after the snow,
Keeping the world dancing and singing.
So I will say goodbye for now,
Until we meet again,
And my smile cracks,
And my body is covered in chains.
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