Collide

Dreams collide with my heart,

Collide with my soul

If my heart didn’t have such a dark hole

Not knowing what my future holds

Holding the kaleidoscope

Hoping that when the ocean

Collides with the rocks,

The tide drags me in

As it knocks the sides of the Earth

Like grandfather clocks

 

Memories collide with my future

Bringing my happiness into repetition,

My vision:

Snow on the roof of my log cabin

Outside my window, white trees

And the fire place keeping me warm

Closed in, in the openness of Alaska

Where two countries and ships collide

Where isolation connects me to real life

 

My thoughts collide with my promises,

My blueprint, imprinted with paw prints

Of my little kids,

Drinking milk from a sippy cup

When my wife and kids love is enough

Collide with my mind, climb trees

And revisit the scenery.

 

Collide and combine all the grapes from the vine

What parts of me will I find

From scattered pieces of you and me

Why is life about loss

And why is love harder to find than pain?

I know flowers only grow from rain

But these days

Illusion and reality have the same face

And they face-off to the death

And show off their features

With their stubborn persistence.

Only I could encounter this type of pain

For pain and I collide

But the colors don’t make rainbows

When all I can see is black and white

Am I fighting for the wrong cause?

Am I fighting a battle I already lost?

When you don’t follow your heart

It certainly comes with a great cost.

But darkness shows you a better path

If you can see in the dark,

Because it is dark when you dream

So when you sleep,

Darkness and your dreams, collide.