Dreams

Is it truly possible that we dream of what we want our reality to become?  Of course, it's plausible, as I often dream about what's on my mind at a specific time.  But what about when you know you haven't been thinking about something - even purposely not - and it continually persists to bombard your dreams?  I feel like my subconscious mind is being violated by this desire that I don't necessarily feel aware of when I navigate the idea during the daytime.  Then again, I've never been one to have a good connection with my feelings.  I don't like it - it throws off my entire morning when I wake to reality.  I want it to stop.

dreaming of you

your beauty I miss
beauty so distinct
mind sharper than diamond
eyes brighter than stars in heaven
I feel your touch against mine
a warmth from the point of contact
how I remember talking about our dreams
I loved to smile into your eyes
to make you smile forever I'd be ok with
you wanted so much you couldn't have
you had so much pressure
that worldly persuasion towards a way of life
you were free of that
we were free
until we broke it
our selfishness collided
it destroyed us
now we walk separate
this strenuous path of life
but I still dream
dream of you

Checkbook Rhymes Pt. 3

Doctor my eyes
they want to be alone
they've seen so much
but they want to see more
I miss the days
of the boys of summer
even though
I've never actually been
it's just a dream
of another time
one riddled with just as much discord
with just as much heartache
it's always just a dream