A few times in my dreams
I take the blind alley
And when my head hits the concrete
Blood starts warming my tongue
I remind myself it was
Just a nightmare
A new day has just begun.
But that’s just on good days.
Rest of the nights are scarier though
When all I dream of is your angel face
Your rose lipped smile as you confess
There’s someone else.. there’s always been.
Your hair shines as you amble away
There’s no blind alley to halt that.
No new day to wake up to
No new reality to suckle at.