Death/ That/ just a dream
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Death
all eyes are on me for my final show
they all simply pray for last words
words i cannot speak
so much comes to mind
rushing like currents of a river
who could decide
what to say and to who
i can't tell what i want
to die in front of them
before i face something
that i have to do alone
everyone does
what did i do with my time?
every goodbye in life has felt too soon
this feels the same
a force that even the strongest emotions
or stupidest choice cant fix
I'm in pain
it's time for me to rest
That
look at what's on display
like children we look at this beauty
simply saying "i want that"
"that" defines our happiness now
all it took was a gander
to pick an idea over your identity
what if when you attain it
do you feel complete
what you saw was a display
happiness of another life
not yours
it didn't inspire you
to chase your own idea of happiness
it reformed your idea
of what happiness means
looking up to that pedastil
what do you see
an example of what you want
or an inspiration for your idea of it
Just a Dream
the night is young so let's go for a drive
we cruise the night streets forgetting the days we live
our past fleeting like the lights coming at us
and going out of view
we reach a place where the lights fade
the stars shine for us where we park
i pull my seat back and we cuddle close looking out
the stars putting on the show and the city calling back
rain trickles onto the windshield
nature dances its peaceful sounds
a chill rushes in so i hold you closer
we are warmer this way
we forget our place in this world
we're at peace as we sleep
the low rumble of thunder and rain
sings us to sleep
i wake up alone
my heart hurts
where are you now?
- Writer
