I don’t know if the reason I’m fine during the day is because of the dreams
My strange companion
Being held by the spirit I summon
Maybe I’m okay during the day because I just spent time with the beings in my mind
I just know that when night falls
I feel so alone I can’t shake it
I wonder what they are
A mind wildly compensating for reality?
A memory?
If I had a friend
A friend like that
Who came with me places and spent time with me
When I thought I lost my walker they had it
Now, obviously I’m not going to lose my walker in daylight
That’s just reality cracking through the dream
But when my mind tries to turn the moment into a scary one
There they are
I wish I could experience that out loud
I’m content
I’ve got stuff to do, so, naturally, I’m entertained
It doesn’t take much
But I’m unfulfilled
I want someone to be here with me
Need is a word you’ve forced me to stop using
I made it all this way alone and suffering
Which proves I don’t need anyone
You forced me to exist without
So I made do
Which is what I do
But want
It’s all my soul cries out for
Connection
You insist I don’t need it
And the world around me insists you don’t get what you don’t need
But I’d have to kill myself to prove I need it
If I kill myself then I’ll truly be alone
You always catch me like this
The only way for me to prove anything is to die
That’s the one thing I did out grow
Wanting it
It’s an either or situation
Either I want to find connection
Or I want to die
It’s pretty clear, except for the little asterisk that the only way to prove I need the connection is to die
Isn’t it just unfair
That there’s no way to win?
No matter what, there’s a saying or a rule
What you don’t have you don’t need it now
Love comes when you stop searching for it
The only way to prove you need something
Is to die without it
Where am I just supposed to go out and find what I’m looking for?
It’s awful, being alone all the time
I tried once
To summon a love from another place
Magic doesn’t work like I imagined it did though
Magic is more subtle than that
I wish I could
Just reach out and grab hold
And pull until I meet the thread’s end
You have to meet me to know I’m calling for you
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