floating

wakening to a nightmare of my life
taking the shadows and the ghost
of past life and times
dreams that were real
to only be a lie
in between the good and the bad
there is a line to not cross
to not walk
that journey is long
for the soul is restless
the need is restless
for a life better
of a time better
it all falls down
fades away
to start a new day
going through the motions
of a single tear
of a single fear
to nothing
to everything
restless soul...

taking charge
taking steps
to make it solid
in the mind
body and soul..

restless will always be

poem

in the wake of dreams and helpless sleep

comes a wakeing

so taunting

so into my soul

i see you reach out your hand

in this sleepless wakelss dream

you lay before me

so fragile sweet

but i see the lies you tell me

through you

like a glass wall

i see it all

in this dreamless

wakeless sleep

its you i see

take my hand

and let the soul

touch as one

be in this dream

tonight

take the trip

its worth it....