Sometimes I imagine
that I’ve strode away
from my dreams
too soon

At night I can’t sleep
Evoking the memory
defeated dreams
of you and me

My heart and all I am inside
wants to give again
Another chance to you and I
and then memories begin

Suddenly I hear a thunder
loud enough to raise the dead
All I want is to erase you
forever, from my head

The rain begins
but my logic is clear
Ignore the little demon
chanting in my ear

But I can’t ignore
part of all I am
The pain is more
than I can withstand

Now paindrops are falling
to my knees, from my eyes
Agony crawling, above a sea
as I sigh

All you’ve done
feels vicious and cruel
So how can I imagine
sailing back to you

If I suggest another stab
at my plans and dreams
You’ll take it literally
and you won’t kill me gently

Begin the slow turning
of your knife in my side
I already feel it burning
jagged edges, as you pry

Your smiles of the past
felonious to all I need
I must finish this at last
but tomorrow we’ll see…


Scott Mitchell

About Scott Mitchell

A scene, a soul, and an expression. I'm an artist based in Detroit, but focus globally #worldiction #art #detroit #scottmitchell View all posts by Scott Mitchell

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