Dreamer Woman

Inside the alone
feeling like another planet

must be something in the song she wrote

feeling the feelings you aren’t supposed to feel

feeling things so deep

so deep you wonder if they’re real

and when the wind came

she prayed it would blow this house down

and when the rain fell

she prayed it would take her

and drown these thoughts out

sitting in the doorway
because he’s coming home again

and all that space she made

just gets crowded crowded with him

and the pulls and pain

the needs get needed again

and somewhere a voice cries

somewhere its deep inside

comes out in water sometimes
water silently from her eyes

and in cold hard surfaces of the mind

maybe one day she wont hear it

and she wont even recognize

her own self

like the mirror she resembles

in this hell nobody escapes

the kind you make with your own keys

the kind it takes a special kind to get free

but she was a dreamer child

and this dreamer woman

cant dream herself out of the mess

and when the wind came

she prayed it would take this house out

and when the rain came

she prayed it would drown these voices out

then no one could say she never tried

no one could say she wasn’t in the right

in these cold walls and all their echoing voids
voids that take in all this noise

and that voice in the cry

that she scared one day she wont recognize

as her own

like the mirror that she looks

and resembles somewhere

she used to dance and sing

where this dreamer used to dream

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One thought on “Dreamer Woman

  1. Elan Mudrow says:

    Nice! I like your writing a lot!
    check out:
    passiontorn.wordpress.com

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