Sunday Morning Dreamin'

By Steven861752

This was everything i ever wanted.

The morning suns soft shine flowed across your resting face,

Your effortless beauty oozing and pouring.

Then suddenly your piercing eyes opened, and invited me to your loves comfortable place,

You smiled, our eyes staring into one anothers deepest parts, our spirits bonding, twisting, flowing, and sharing this beautiful untainted moment.

Our love as pure as ever, 
Our child down the hall, 
Our perfect life,
My mind right,
The stars aligned through it all.

But then you seemed thinner,
Your complextion becoming ever more transparent to the white nothingness behind you.
As if i was the only one that could see what was happening, as i slowly watched it all disintigrate into my mind.

Then i opened my eyes, and felt that harsh morning sun slap my face through the baby blue curtains that had adopted a sickly tint.

I quickly re-grouped,
And that dark, sickly feeling spread from my stomach to my head,
And i realized it was just another dream.

I was still here.

Still sad.

Still hopeless.

Still me.

As i rose, i stepped on the damn bottles from yesterday; are these really all from just yesterday?

I staggered my way down the hall,
Till i could see myself,
Sickly from my last meal, from the day before last.
What's closer?
The inevitable end of an injection of lead to my temple, or the day i find someone who isin't there.

I was truly born for a future I'll never have.

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Copyright 2020 Steven861752
Published on Monday, January 6, 2020.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

It ain't Shakespeare, and it ain't Hemingway, im just trying to show a side that i don't normally let out that's honest.
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