The Dream

Walking down this road to nowhere.
With the wind blowing in my face...
I desire pain, remorse,release,
It's all i have left to chase.
Should you know, I can not sleep,
Cannot stand seeing you in my dream
Your reflection, on my windows at night.
Your scent, voice, your shadow in my realm.

I did not think to ever see...
you, again, in my dream...
In the midst of this sad garden...
I wake up, res roses in my hand, a choking scream.
I was never this jaundiced,
Now that everything screams potential threat.
Possessiveness, I know it is not nice.
Iam vexed, annoyed...this vice.

Everything changed, everything was new.
Everything i learnt, all overturned.
Why should I ponder over such emotions?
The fire is put out, just the ashes of the burnt...
I do not know what you have to me...
I should have never fallen this easily.
This strange sense of fear...
Now that you are no more near...

I always thought I was sensible.
But how could i ignore what was visible?
How can i kill this dream?
Now that you have killed the dreamer...
I suppress this pain as long as i can bear
And desperation creeps inside me...
Truth is found when hell reaches you.
I just sit & pray to see my time come soon.