“Take me away from reality, so I can live in
Where upon many a man’s sighs hurricaned in the cold air”
Sweet fair pleadings fell on broken lips,
broken ears and broken hearts.
Hearts which had become accustomed to
swimming with the sharks.
The gift of listening seemed to become rare.
And wanton lips lied, despised, hurt and
killed with wanton care.
Because in that unfair battle, going slowly
was the only option
Encaptured and trapped in that beautiful
“In so few words, I lived and created a dream,
from whence occasionally, the silence was
broken by a scream”