In this room, I wish I could stay for an eternity, close my eyes for an eternity. Nowhere else has ever been for me. A place for rest, a home for dreams, a heart for shattered picture frames. For shattered frames.
There’s no handle on the door. There’s no way out. There’s nothing left, but hopeless day dreams, and prayers for more time.
Trapped beneath tethered frequencies, you don’t feel the same. A hollow embrace one more time. Listening to the scream from within you one more time. Capturing our image in an image of glass one last time. Drinking dry an empty bottle for the final time. Feeling whole and hoping for dreams just one more time.
Awake one more time, close your eyes one more time; whose face will I see in one last dream?
Pray for an eternity destroyed. Fall asleep for those who still breathe. Breathe for those who don’t have the strength left to leave. Dream of me as I lay and dream of eternity one more time. Think of all the different ways, of all the different days, of the endless ways, you could try to make things change. Believe in the fantasy of pleas heard, bargains satisfied, and the absence of treachery.
Lay with me, and wish for everything to be as it used to be, and find it all to be ever changed, find yourself pleading for more time and more dreams. Wish for everything to be what it can never be again. I can’t ever tell you how beds seem to die, how pillows swallow weeks and centuries, how cotton sheets seem to tear apart everything holding us together, how a room becomes a shallow grave for dreams now gone, dreams now dead, lives now dying.
And when I wake, I find myself fighting to dream a little more, but sleep will never return as it had; hope will always find a way to leave everything in shattered pieces of nothing more than love, barren and fleeting, and I will never have enough time to close my eyes, and dream just one more time.
I will dream myself awake, awake alone and wake empty inside. Tomorrow, eternity awaits us all. I cannot hide from destiny. I cannot run so helplessly. Protesting my fate, tonight, I cannot any longer. Tonight, eternity awaits my first and final dreaming.
I will never have enough time to close my eyes, and dream just one more time.
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