I am awake again

I have been dreaming

There are tears in my eyes

There is an endless ocean in my heart

I am sad

I don’t know why

The dream



That must be it

But I don’t remember

I never remember

It must have been important

It doesn’t matter anymore

I don’t remember why I woke up

And then I hear it

There is a man

A drunk man

He is singing, outside




Of course

Drunk men are always sad, and happy


I am neither

I am nothing


Except when I dream

And I never remember

Perhaps that’s a good thing



Image by Игорь Левченко from Pixabay

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s