Broken dreams litter my lonely nights.
Monstrous shadows haunt me
Breaking me, softly but surely as I try to sleep
A ghostly happiness wanders, remembered from a recent past, forever lost.
And as wakefulness invades the small hours … I weep.
My head warned my heart of certain pain
My heart ignored it, as always … my heart is my bane
It causes such sweet pain as I wander alone
Feelings lost… or stripped to bare white bone.
My tears are as nothing in this solitary world.
Dark tracks ahead, shrouded by tendrils of ghostly mist
No clues are given, no words of encouragement uttered
I wander aimlessly … I face this alone. Unknowing.
… and my head drops. I care for little right now
I return to my nightmares.
© Stan M Rogers 2018