I Think I Saw You In My Sleep

I am flying.
I glide on a timeless current,
so sensual.
I feel majestic.

The stale desert air slashes my face.
the calm torrents of your smile,
they sooth the lifeless sores
that find themselves plastered to my heart.

The feeling of the blood you spill
and the anxiety in the words you say,
your gaze smolders my cheeks,
turning the skin on my body
grotesque and gore.

I am too pale to hide myself
as I run through the wind leaving my
thoughts of happiness behind
I become so blank and empty.

The gash you left so long ago.
The way that not even the stars could lighten my eyes,
not even the music could follow the
wild metronome of my jolted thoughts.

It feels as though it was long ago when I had no happiness.
The pain was almost a hollow feeling.
The feeling of the beast within me
patiently knocking at the door.
The longer I waited the louder it became.

And the people around me danced and laughed with
cunning urges to feel alive again,
while my sole purpose in life was waiting.
Waiting for them,
Waiting for us,
Waiting for you.

I will always wait for you.