Haunted
Dreams are like the last water drops in the desert.
Needing them to last. They won't.
Dreams are like the people who just need to be better.
Needing them to change. They don't.
Dreams are the deep crevices of life's moving grounds.
Needing them to stay but they just keep shifting.
Dreams are the air beneath a wounded bird.
Needing them to fly but no pressure is lifting.
Dreams are like the seconds ticking on a clock
Wanting them to hurry. They creep.
Dreams are like eager children on a Christmas day
Wanting to awaken. They sleep.
Dreams are silent tensions between old friends.
Wanting them to loosen but they just won't give.
Dreams are palpitations of a dying heart
Wanting them to survive but they just won't live.
Dreams are like confident waves beneath a sinking ship
Begging them to settle. They change.
Dreams are like the unrefined edges of a puzzle piece.
Begging for solutions. They rearrange.
Dreams are the sand in a toppling hourglass
Begging for stability but they just can't stop
Dreams are the balloons at helium's limit
Begging for expansion but they just won't pop
Dreams are like you and me and me and you
Dreams fail and prosper because humans do
I need, I want, I beg my dreams to survive
But dreams don't live by ability to contrive
Realities are like you and me and me and you
Realities fail and prosper because humans do
I need, I want, I beg my realities to fade so fast
But realities don't die just because dreams last
