We Dream of Living
As we sleep, the world moves forward.
We beg for it to take us back.
The ebony skies once danced with lightning,
reflections of beauty only nature's eyes behold.
As we sleep, we dream of living,
we dream of having something more.
Regretting things left unfinished
and of things we have left unsaid.
We wonder, if it would be better
to remain broken under this
cold, cold earthly tomb that holds us.
We dream of skies that shine brighter
and a world with far less to fear.
As we sleep, we dream of something...
we dream of our heavens, or hells.
Questioning if this is a lie
and wondering how long we dreamt.
We realize, only too soon
that we can only dream of life
and death consumes our empty thoughts.
Calmness as I traverse these stairs
Darkness ahead, but I don’t care
Ghosts welcoming me home
I slip into bed, and I’m alone
We dream, and desire, and fail.
Six feet holds us back like steel chains.