Confessions of a Melancholic Dreamer #Wattys2015

OBLIVION

That night I was alone 

Thinking about your cherry sweet lips 

And dimples when you laugh 

I stopped myself from further obscurity 

And let my imagination guide me to you

In my sleep I kept seeing your silhouette 

Your body facing away from me

I called you once 

I called you twice 

It seemed you didn't hear my cries 

Saddened and lost

I roamed through the realms 

Looking for you in a state of muted coherence 

I found you once 

I found you twice 

It seemed you weren't there

In fact

You were a mass 

Entity of the unknown imagination 

Not mine 

Perhaps yours? 

Startled and awake 

I now lay bare across the messy sheets 

Sweat dripping sideways 

Paralysed in sentimental fantasy 

Stuck in synthetic oblivion