horizons

Tired of sleep I find myself dreaming
Wrapped in peace and joyous rebirth
A double-sided diamond flawed and fantastic
Reflecting…an image of a collage
Ephemeral
A static ecstasy zapping friction
Poignant to a point of perfection
Like the beauty of cruelty on a blissful day
Lightly taken with sugar on the tongue
Too fulfilled to feel the emptiness
A trophy reminder of the real victory
Shattered for the joy stored within
The casing of the shell falls short
While the powerful truth speeds away
Why do I lie awake only wanting sleep?
Make mistakes seeking perfection?
Cry when life seems so wonderful?
Dream of dying when I fear the unknown?
Lie to myself when I’m the only one I can trust?