Homeopathy

I was cold,

Hollow and empty...

I was here,

But not really there...

I was still,

And asleep,

In the snare...

Of despair.

On the run,

With no one behind me...

Just myself,

And the pain in my bones...

With no faith,

And no hope,

And no home...

All alone.

And I’ve been trying come lately,

But I’m down on my luck.

And some dreams may escape me,

But I will not give up.

And I was almost forgotten,

When they paid me no mind.

And I remember the moment,

As a victim of time.

I was chained,

By the fear of emotion...

I have ran,

From the guilt that I bear...

Now I’ll stay,

And I’ll fight,

Though I’m scared...

If I’m dared.

I have tried,

To shed my religion...

I called out,

To a god in my head...

But I was heard,

And I’m found,

By the real one instead...

We broke bread.

And I’ve been trying come lately,

But I’m down on my luck.

And some dreams may escape me,

But I will not give up.

And I was almost forgotten,

When they paid me no mind.

But I’m living the moment,

As a victim of time.

Don’t let go.

Hurt a little,

And let me know,

If the fear’s,

Too severe.

Don’t give in.

Hurt a little,

And let’s begin.

You can hide,

By my side.

Don’t concede.

Hurt a little.

It’s what you need.

I’ll be sure,

You’re secure.

Feel my love.

Just a little,

Will raise you up,

Through it all,

If you fall.

Sleep tonight.

Dream a little,

I’ll take up your fight,

In your head,

While you rest.

Author's Note

I've been working on a new book about dreams while still trying to publish my first one. This is a new one from the new book.

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

if we hurt a little, we know we have lived...and we spend much of our time chasing dreams or chasing ourselves to figure out who we are...but sometimes we just never quite catch up to what it is we are looking for.

[Michael (Letters and Lifelines)]

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Jacob!