Ties and sighs
The ties that bind me
To the realm of the real,
Where are they
But with me
As I sigh my way
Into the path
Of lonely feels?
My life is but
The line of flight
Between my self
And the world around,
And yet I strive
To feel the drive
That lies beneath my skin.
I am attached
But not to here
Or there
Nor to now
Or then.
I am attached
To all that is
Or so I feel
But this is a lie
That acts upon me
As the seal of eyes
That veils the sea
Of those who dream
The sighs within me
Are knots of melancholy.
They tie me to the real
While slowing my mind
So I can think
With signs that heal.
My being resonates,
Slowly
Painfully
But alive,
Resonates
With the voices
Of the lonely feels
Until I am able
To break
Free
From the thoughts
That bind me
To the realm of the real
This does not make sense
And yet it does.
The strings of words
Have lost meaning.
I feel the world
But as I speak
I break the seal
Of those who dream.
The strings of words
Have lost
Their meaning
Or so
I feel
