The mess of nights
The sleepless nights drift me to places far away
Lands untravelled, and languages unknown
On those islands of beauty, I often chase a shadow
A shadow not mine to follow, not anymore anyway
But, me, mesmerized by the light of it, walk
With a thought seeding inside, “Maybe it’s mine”
As I open my eyes to end the imagination
I know, you are far away, miles apart
Why would you, let me chase yourself as a shadow, then?
Do you also want, what I want
For me to be yours, and you to be mine
I close my eyes again
This time I am closer to you
Having dinner, sharing flowers, and laughing like maniacs
My legs go cold as I haven’t seen you this close in years
I open my eyes yet again, reminding myself
Of the void you left and of the toys you left
The blank mind, drenched soul, and void heart, you left
I get up, leave my bed and start my day
I tell myself, one more time, ‘the life must go on’!
