My breath fades in the dark
I wait for you in the dark
Where I made my bed
I wait for you in the dark
All alone
I see the glitter of stars
I look for you in the stars
Waiting
It's happening again
Torture in my mind, never the same
I cry to them, it's happening again
Every dilemma breaks me
In my fair kingdom
East of liquid sunshine
I am embers
Cryptic mumblings in elevators
Blowing with the wisp
Of blue smoke
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died
I cry to them, mirrors of reality
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died
The sky defined by lies
Pacified by crystalline miracles
Sad every once in a while
I let the bells ring out
Earth smoothed over by earth
In my fair kingdom
I eat and play everyday
In vacuums in space
I feel your spirit power
Wet tongues
In my fair kingdom
Never stop
Vater unser, never stop
Singing songs of life
Cocaine itch, cocaine bitch
Breathing music in the black of night
In my fair kingdom
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died
All my dreams have died.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 21st, 2021 16:26
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 57
Comments1
Powerful poem - but dreams may still come to dreamers who see the next day - all my best.
Yes! However much I can sometimes be a defeatist, I always try to never stop dreaming. I was listening to Cocteau Twins the other night, and being Scottish myself, I find them to be a great muse lyrically, and was greatly inspired. This came to me as a blip and I devised it within like twenty minutes, without revision, but I respect how it has turned out. Thank you for your kind words sir!
Please call me Jon - all my best.
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