Wake up to the sunlight
Pouring through the window, assailing my eyes
I’m not ready to depart from the world
I’ve created in my mind
I simply yearn to dream.

Squeezing my eyes shut tight
I pull the covers over my head
Try to recreate the images
But then the dream stars dissipating
Your face receding in the haze.

I’m left with the illusion of a memory
Nothing but a footprint
Haunting my every reverie
So lingering I stay in the past
Not ready to forget; I’m breaking.

Try to recreate the fantasy
Of a heart not bleeding
But it’s a façade devoid of honesty
So I lay me down to sleep
To return to the world of unreality
Until the waking day holds no fear of torture
And my heart can beat without rupture.