Dreamt

i went

to bed with my heart  still aching

my limbs heavy

 could not stop shaking

my head

still filled to the brim with words

that I could not bear to taste.

I slept

with sorrow as my bed mate

wrapped up

in the arms of a mistress called depression

and cried

 a melody of tears whilst singing

out the empty echo of your name.

i dreamt

of bullets spewed from a gun

labeled fear

held in my trembling hand

i's clear

I can't release the trigger

I pull tighter

spew bullets

in a wave

of emotions

in such a reckless manner

blood splatters

in patterns across white room walls

and who really knows if the blood pooling

is yours

or my own.