in dreams

[themirrorthief]

love is pain
a wound so hard to heal
a dream that borders
on nightmare
a odd kind of loneliness
when one is trapped
in this thing called marriage
there is no way out
especially when one is weak
from bad years weary tears
and cold nights
that never end
and the failures
of being a dreamer
always confused 
never fitting in
always outside
hurt by weird love
my fault my weakness
my downfall
to damned many times
when i failed myself
turned away from the real world
and choose to live in dreams
all alone
in dreams

[themirrorthief]

what a pile of shit damn

[themirrorthief]

totally lame but i tried

[themirrorthief]

make me
break me
so easy
im old and weak
mind so blurry
but memories linger
some beautiful
some draped
in pain
driving me towards
sadness
regrets
wasted times
better spent loving
madly
long nights
honey dripped
giving and getting
now no one cares
all thrown away
just like garbage
now only
light fading
deep intp night

[johnnypt]

I thought this was going to be a tribute to Dean Stockwell from Blue Velvet 

[themirrorthief]

i love dean stockwell i recall watching rapture as a kid and i never forgot it thanks for reading

[themirrorthief]

i just now see that dean has passed a truly great actor with 70 plus years n the biz

[themirrorthief]

this beautiful thing
called my life
so much pain
and longing
dying without love
crying and frustrated
the close calls
the bittersweet times
so far back
in the rearview
mirror
im no prophet
but this world needs some
needs love
warm hands and soft
hearts
people who cry easily
who dream constantly
we must accept ourselves
the self hate
sadness
we have all been fools
but those things more
sacred
are still possible
they  have to be
take it from me
its all i have
to give you
my friend

[themirrorthief]

like a madman
being myself
naturally
i dove right
into the ice
blue sunshine
selfish and like a flower
im to hot to
stand myself
so i will
paint her
in all the colors
that whisper
of love and
a heart's simple longing
mostly its all
a dream passing
in brightest night
a smile or kiss
proves god is real
and love
is eternal
or at least
forever

[themirrorthief]

to one i never met
the beautiful
the perfect one
bringing and ending
to longing
and bittersweet days
when softness
is a million miles
up there on mars
or venus
where i reach you
only in dreams
where all the ghosts live
in their frozen timeless
cage

[themirrorthief]

take my hand
take my heart
take my
empty head
i admit
i cannot
figure it out
a touch is all
i need
but its far
far away
but dreams sparkle
like little gems
and they sooth
our imagination so flush
producing little poems
secrets that
the pain cant reach
that the ache
can never find

[themirrorthief]

maybe nothing
is real
but the hurt
is still there
the ambition
turned upside down
the lovely faces
that turned away
the mountains
that crumbled
before they were climbed
but its ok
im alive and kicking
and not in jail
long hair
lithe limbs
make for visions
they come
night or day
morning or evening
high tide
or low
and they take me
slowly i drift
away
so far away
then i sleep
and dream
be it dirty or clean
i will make
it better
or drown
in my bitter stream

[themirrorthief]

i only write this stuff as therapy it makes me feel better

[themirrorthief]

go ahead and use me
its xmas
and i want to help
make it wonderful
caring
is beauty
and it purifies you
so never forget
and possibly
you will never
b forgotten
sweet reader

[themirrorthief]

the most beautiful thing
is our children
go out of your way
to love them
always build the love
make a child happy
take them to wrestling
take them to the park
and movies
give them things
buy them things
be kind
not cruel
make something beautiful
even moreso
you can do it
perfect yourself
through love
fight thro the pain
make the chrildren happy
and the world
lovely