Dreams To Life

Hello everyone. Well, it's that time again. I have (finally) written and completed a new piece. This one came about after I dealt with some slight frustration. This poem started out from a few lines I came up with at work a few weeks ago. I had it typed up and had an almost complete poem built around it, but then, despite my constant file saving, my computer froze. And after it was restarted, I found that the only thing I managed to save was a blank document. So needless to say, I was quite mad and slightly depressed over losing this piece. But the few lines I had memorized, were retyped, and what I came up with here is a completely different piece than what was intended. The premise of the poem changed from being two ex-lovers unknowingly longing for each other, to a more singular and direct version of an unrequited attraction. The poem can seem a little dark and a little erotic in parts, and these tones were intentional. With me being the kind of guy who is lucky enough to have quite a bit of female friends, but unfortunately, only ever be friends with all of them, it was quite easy to draw from experience here, and picture certain ones in particular as I wrote this piece. And also listening to the Deftones quite loudly on my ipod, got me a in dark/erotic/creative frame of mind too, lol.

So enough of my rambling, here it is...

"Dreams To Life"
2012

On the days I'm not fond of life
I will tend to close my eyes
Trying to forget the ache of strife
And to pacify a mind with lies
But reality is seeping in
Like the brightest shade of light
And this bed I'm sleeping in
Seems its' emptiest tonight
But there's no difference made
When we call a spade a spade
'Cause dear I have been weighed
And still found wanting you
So if I told you a secret
Would you be able to keep it
'Cause there's this thing that I do
When I'm thinking of you
And if I'm at home
And I feel so alone
Then I reach for your picture
And I make you my own
But it's on days like this
That I'm not fond of truth
'Cause it stains displays of bliss
With signs of fleeting youth
And the lines upon my face
Are both subtle and profound
Yet there's still time to waste
As I picture your clothing on the ground
But there's no difference made
When we call a spade a spade
'Cause dear I have been weighed
And still found wanting you
So if I told you a secret
Would you be able to keep it
'Cause there's this thing that I do
When I'm thinking of you
And if I'm at home
And I feel so alone
Then I reach for your picture
And I make you my own
Girl, it's on days like this
That I really do believe
That I'm preferring dreams to life
And I'm so easy to deceive
'Cause you'd never feel for me
The way I feel for you
But when I close my eyes
You'll love me 'til I'm through
And whether you do regard
Me as any kind of friend
It'll never be enough
So don't expect me to pretend
That I am ever satisfied
In any role beside your king
'Cause another part of me has died
And yet you barely see a thing
'Cause your stare is occupied
By some other wretched soul
And yet it's only thoughts of you
That can seem to make me whole
So if my hand's moving to a rhythm
Please don't think me any less
Since it's only in my mind
That I'll get underneath your dress
And if this revelation
Makes you feel any sort of way
Know I've dreamed and bended you
In every single sort of way
And when my head hit the pillow
And my eyes closed to night
I was then the lucky fellow
Who could feel your love was tight
But there's still no difference made
When we call a spade a spade
My dear I have been weighed
And still found wanting you
And here I've told you a secret
But you're unable to keep it
'Cause there's nothing I can do
That will ever win me you
So now I'm stuck here at the home
In which I've always felt alone
And I'm reaching for your picture
And I intend make you my own
But darling, tell me what's a picture
When the subject is compared
To this state of loneliness
Whose hold is cold and bare
And know when I close my eyes
Your face is everywhere
And while you're far beyond my reach
These words are far beyond your care
Hopefully someday,
That will change...