I'm sleeping with my eyes open wide Sometimes it's hard to imagine It's even harder to fathom I'm paralyzed and dreaming I'm a satellite Somewhere out there in constilations Every word gets lost in conversation I'm dependent on the heat providing When your skin moves across mine When our bodies are colliding Slowly waking up, sunrises into empty skies Slowly shutting down, Sunsets into emptiness This is my last chance to pull you in again This is my last descent into darkness I'm working with my hands overtime Out of nothing came inspiration Out of inspiration comes nothing I'm dependent on that beacon of light A source for inspiration in a well ran dry When I couldnt tap into your mind Slowly waking up, Sunrise washed away the stars System shutting down, Sunset washing away the sun This is evidence you are not coming back again This is the bitter process of ending
Reason for writing:
I was bored.
Birth sign: Not entered
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by David M Reyes (Leo).