9-13-16
I'm dreaming of you
In sweet shades of purple,
Just like the sky on the other side of this windowsill-
A place to sit and watch the world go by.
Electric lightning is lighting up the whole sky
And we're catching fire.
I'm already dead,
Go ahead and burn me as bad
as you'd like to.

I'm dreaming of you in shades black
Like the spray paint on grafitti night,
Black like your Vans on the cool pavement,
The light bouncing from every possible space
Above the dirty sidewalk,
But all I needed was to sink into how alive
The glow felt because it wasn't anything close to me.
I'm dreaming of you in ashes
Like suddenly I smell a cigarette
And its source is unknown,
Its purpose is unknown,
but you're my nicotine,
and maybe the world doesn't know why
But I love you,
And I don't need a reason.
They don't need answers.

I'm dreaming of you in sounds like slamming brakes
But I'm not sure you're the only one putting that noise
In my head, but it's better than this white noise that
Is constantly following me.
I've got lyrics and mania-
Oh god the high is so fucking good-
And stage light scenes
And sweet Polaroids of zip codes I don't know yet
All stained into my brain,
But I lose myself in busy routine,
These hands wants to feel purposeful.
But I'm almost positive a suitcase,
A steering wheel,
and your fingers with a cigarette
Would be purposeful enough.
I'm pretty sure a pen, a guitar pick
And a microphone would be purposeful enough.
I'm caught in the cage of the aftermath.
Life has too many consequences,
What do you say we break free?

I'm dreaming of no matter what it takes
To get you out come day break,
Because my tunnel vision looks
More like blood than anything else,
And my throat doesn't forget sick feelings
That tie my stomach in little
Sedative knots.
You're an exception through the chaos,
Oddly, and maybe I just need to find some form of balance.
I need to sleep.
But I must be asleep
Because do you realize
I'm dreaming of you in shades
That whisper I love you,
These walls would never say it to me,
This town would never say it to me,
But I'll give all of my love,
And I could never fill you to your brim with it,
But I can do something.

I'm dreaming of you because you're what I like-
Right between reality and fantasy now,
Because half of you is fiction,
and half of you is real,
And perhaps I'm writing about two different people,
Because it's not all as accurate as it feels
But I followed a dark soul
To a dreamscape one time (aye I love you).
I'm up in the clouds.

I'm dreaming of you in the hours I used to be addicted to,
I've got a life now,
It's a bit sad,
but I'd carve away minutes for you all day long.

I'm dreaming of you in something better than memories
And circumstance,
I'll find my way to you.

I'm dreaming of you because this ghost ridden head
Isn't feeling realistic enough
And reality itself makes me sick,
So I float in the in between.
Don't leave me, my ghost,
Stay up with me all night-
We'll just talk like I used to with my walls,
And I'll give you ways to live again,
My life is adventurous,
You'll love it.

I'm dreaming of you because all of these relationships
Are bitter, and I'm lonely away from the city.
Drugs aren't getting us anywhere, though,
And I think I need some solid hours
Alone, in the dark,
Yet isn't that everything that doesn't make sense lately?
(I dream of you because I make sense to you,
These bodies don't understand life like we do.)

Im dreaming of you to keep
The rest of me from rotting away,
Let me overdose on the immortality I miss now.
You are filling these nights.
Thank you. So much.
You mean so much to me.
- (m.m)

This connects so much more than you know in very odd ways, it's a bit intriguing tbh. I feel balanced after I write, it's so therapeutic, I love this.

How are you? I love you.