Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Cold & Broken Hallelujah

And he woke up suddenly from the vivid dream
Diary he slept on dripping with whiskey creme
Night dawned on him with a mellow pace
Clocks all strapped,hands do not compete in race
In dreamscape the gentle wind comforted him
Out here no lights to guide him towards home

Fragile is the bond between human hearts
Sailor's knot in the rope not worthy of trust
Spiraling down into reality from gaga-land
He realized nothing is true,fantasy shunned
A hand he could hold is no longer there
A man he always tried to be, now doesn't care

Complex her soul a simple face masked
In the dream, like a princess she smiled
He stood far away watching her like a star
Afraid he might wake up so kept losing the war
Like the dark side of the moon never visible
He can't ever have her, his hands tremble

Words now fade away from the pages soaked wet
Oceans from the eye or is it the whiskey crest
Restless eyes cannot sleep now, they need no rest
Desperate the heart to go back in dream so fresh
It has been raining since that sunset ages ago
Cold frost on the feet reminds him of the fatal blow

Nothing felt anymore which could raise the hair
This great grey cloud which sheds nothing to share
He wanders lost, a nomad in the harsh reality
Falls in love with the melancholic creativity
When did he last saw the full moon, he wonders
All the courage stored in guts now spilled, he runs

Shaking inside the mind's blanket ever shrinking
He wishes sometimes to be released from everything
Sleep evades his shredded soul, a routine sin to please
Want to play the dreamcatcher, there he finds peace
Playing hide & seek with Alice in the rabbit hole
She will get out of it, He knows, his losing role


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