dreams
without an object of affection my dreams are bland, and far and few in between.
no longer do i delve for the love a certain girl, the dreams are just empty.
i am not sent into a land of fairies, i just sleep.
at one point, i could think of that girl, and my dreams would reflect it.
maybe they reflected my subconscious.
without that longing, i lie there blankly.
i can't even trick my mind, cannot deceive my dreams.
i can spend the last waking moments lusting over new people, true or not,
and nothing comes onto the large screen of my mind.
i can sob slightly over new feelings, still nothing.
the last dream i had in a few days was last night.
i was not tired last night but eventually crashed to my dad listening to led zeppelin.
transferred to a spirit world,
my head swirled with colours.
it seemed so drug induced,
yet all i had was a pepsi.
certainly caffeine does not recreate the visions of marijuana?
no longer do i delve for the love a certain girl, the dreams are just empty.
i am not sent into a land of fairies, i just sleep.
at one point, i could think of that girl, and my dreams would reflect it.
maybe they reflected my subconscious.
without that longing, i lie there blankly.
i can't even trick my mind, cannot deceive my dreams.
i can spend the last waking moments lusting over new people, true or not,
and nothing comes onto the large screen of my mind.
i can sob slightly over new feelings, still nothing.
the last dream i had in a few days was last night.
i was not tired last night but eventually crashed to my dad listening to led zeppelin.
transferred to a spirit world,
my head swirled with colours.
it seemed so drug induced,
yet all i had was a pepsi.
certainly caffeine does not recreate the visions of marijuana?