Faded reflections of cloudy themes,
Shadows of love, overpowered.
Filtering softly through broken dreams,
For in my heart, dwells a coward.
Reliving a dream in my sleepless hours,
Refusing to dream of reliving,
Reaching no further than mystical lowers,
For fear of what I may be giving.
Startled awakening! The rustling of life,
(As I reach for the myths of my mind),
Raping my dreams with the blade of its knife,
Not dreading the fear it may find.
How I long for the love that invades my comfort,
Let it grow far beyond my fears’ powers,
And leave but a heart that reflects a dream,
That no longer shelters a coward.