In my dreams.

All will be lost whether I choose to focus or not,

Scrutiny only brings forth malignant particles...

I'll just blink and pretend that I don't notice.

Playing pretend can't possibly hurt me,

At least not as much as reality will. 

I'm slowly losing my motive to wake up,

In my dreams everything works out alright. 

My pillow offers a certain safety at night,

When I ponder why I'm still very alone. 

I'm shivering despite my own warmth. 

I can't help but hope for some change,

A hand to hold mine at the end of the day. 

An intricate bond between two souls,

A promise to stay together sealed with gold.

I'd really love to be loved again. 

Reviews

[Empirik]

Yah, very real! I enjoyed reading this as I could see your thinking. It happens to us all at some point. I know I have been there. Nice! :)

[Kaylor Mason]

I know what you mean by this--I go through it every day and night, always. I've been going through it as long as I can remember, so much so that if I don't feel this particular pain, I'm not myself anymore. I never really know how to review literature about love; if I ever fell in love, I probably wouldn't know what to do with it--I've been alone all my life, I don't know anything else. But this pain you have; it's real, and it cuts like hell--this much I know is true. Don't give up. I mean, just for the sake of your readers who enjoy your work: your fans like me. Don't give up--you're too important. Please!

[Brandon S. Whitten]

You are loved, just don't know it yet. Keep writing, who knows what will happen next. Excellent!

[chance2]

wow , it was really good.

[The White Wolf]

In my dreams....I have the same dream as you. I am slowly losing my motive to wake up as well. This is one of the most honest pieces of art I have come across. I think it is, quite honestly, very beautiful in its melancholy. One of my absolute favorites. And the last line...haunting. Nicely done, my friend.