An Endless Nightmare

The dream, it ends, the nightmares begin But only every night, only when I sleep, One minute of sleep, then hours awake, my nightmares re-running fresh in my mind, over and over, again and again. Heart pounding, breath racing, over and over, again and again till mornings sweet light. But I don't think I slept last night, I was just too busy chasing you. I saw you standing there, almost within my grasp. And I reached out to you, and I called your name, but you could not hear me. So I called out your name once again, oh, so much louder this time, that surely you would hear me, And once again I reached my hand too you, stretching out as far as I could stretch. But you could not hear me, and you could not see me, and you turned and walked away. And I ran toward you screaming out your name Reaching out my hand, grabbing from my soul reaching for your heart. I ran and ran and I ran some more I run until my legs could run no longer. Then I reached deep down inside and found the strength to run again. But in a blink of my eyes you were gone from my sight. And I searched high, and I searched low, and I search all places till there was no stone left unturned. And you where nowhere to be found, so I grabbed this world of ours turning it upside down shaking it with all my might, till there you were on the beach standing next to the castle in the sand that was built by me, and built by you, and built by us, together as one. And I called your name over and over, And reached for you again and again But it was like I didn't even exist. You could not see me and, you could not hear me and, you could not feel my heart pouring out all it's love to you. And I watched as you stood there next to our castle of sand, and the waves came and washer it all away, and my heart bled a single tear and in the tear was the love of my life, my hopes, my dreams and the answer my prayers somehow forever lost. And I knew I could have missed this pain but I'd have had to miss our dance. And I don't fear the sleep, the loneliness, the emptiness or the seemingly pointlessness of my existence. It's only the endless nightmares of losing you that I wish to end Written October 4th, 2001 © on Oct 04 2001 05:42 AM PST   0 • 1