i can think deep
i found you in my sleep
are we sharing dreams
you can have mine
they are yours for keeps

as i sit here,
passing through the night
words could be such a comfort
but these are brutal, as sharp as a knife

to be loved
you have to learn to love
others and yourself
you cannot expect it all

i know that you will not wake with me
and i am so scared that i will wake –
and reach for you –
but you will not be there

i look at people
they are so close
but when i look deep
right into their eyes
i know they are faraway

disembodied voices
not connected to the people
that i see
i could have held forever
i could have held you for real

i do not know who i am
but i am glad to be me
i found myself on a path,
with a sign
and the sign said, ‘to the sea’

in the dripping pouring rain
in my mind,
in my frame,
here we are in the commotion

something i did,
as a child,
which was not my fault
has left me half wild
and with an emotion packed vault