Mystic flux

Goodnight Sleep fitful with desires Unkept dreams burning tongues of fire Let loose subconscious image To fly the night spirit raid and damage Turbulent emotions loosed on willing psyche Afraid to summon though day’s peril unlikely Yet still suppressed to night relegated Truth maybe de-lighted

Words Images Thoughts Feelings This life is so hollow, chasing the dream. Was it always this way? Joy Love Promise Hope Way back with pride the child did beam. Touching us with the words he would say. Searching Disappointment Rejection Withdrawl On the outside looking in Wrapped in armour to guard against the cold Lonely Hollow Needing Missing Move ahead with the shroud around Paint on a person and no one will see