Chaotic Bliss

How are your dreams?

Are they dark and dreary like this day?

Could you push past the clouds

that are standing in your way?

Hell, who am I to say?

Look at my world.

Its various shades of tormenting grey,

torturing the dreams it's managed to escape.

I know no kinder way to view this chaos

than to state that which it is.

And yet this hell to anyone else,

it is the place in which I choose to live.

Heart's Purpose

Your smiles and laughter are all that I need.

The love within this little seed.

And somehow you remind me of me.

Please don't leave.

I never was one to stay out my welcome,

or to wear it as some so plain do.

I hid my heart in a bucket of emotion

and expected you to sift through the goo.

Why would you?

To what purpose is this heart,

if not so easily broken?

To what future should we dream,

if the past has not yet been spoken?

I close my eyes and try so hard

to remember what it was like.

And yet I know somehow that this dream is not mine.