Dreams in a Box

Snipets in the snow
Crackling under our feet
As we tred lightly
Over the plain marshland
And I open my eyes
To the cracked paint on the ceiling
Dry, dull, flaking nothingness
And shut them again
Blocking the brick walls
And breaking through the window
Into the late winter sunlight
Face to the sky
A snowflake on my lower lip
Ice melting onto hot skin
Wind scraping past frozen cheeks
That peek exposed beyond the
Thick wooly jacket
Beneath the lifeless eyes
Suddenly breathing colour
Soaking into the crinkles
Seeping through the skull
Strange as it sounds
A whistling
Between branches
And we tred
I'm surrounded
By many a soul struck in awe
At this world
Could it be real?
If only...
I've waited twenty five  years
To open my eyes
To paint flaking off the ceiling
Dreaming into boxes
And sinking them into the vast hopeless ocean
Could it be?
Could it ever be?

Uninspired

Never thought there'd come a day
When you'd be satisfied with not dreaming
When the mediocrity of every day life
Becomes the new normal
When
The mere thought of a free day
Feels like an alien concept
To earn which you must sweat and bleed

Never thought there'd come a day
When you can't even lay back and stare at nothing for a few minutes
When the mere thought of not doing something. Anything. Is like a cringe-worthy plague.

Never thought there'd come a day
When you did not wish to do what you love
Even of it was at your own pace
Even of it made your heart skip a beat
Even if the day was perfect.

Never thought there'd come a day
When the only thing that ever really mattered to you
Did not matter any more
For who can say what can be desired
Or what one must have
To live a life worth fighting for.

Never thought there'd come a day
When you were too numb and tired
To care about what is important
When all your connections and passions
Snip their strings and drift away.
Nothing matters.

Never thought there'd come a day
When your heart died
And you were left breathing.
Never
In your life

City of grey

Dear city of toxic grey
I still hate you when I'm far away
When i step back by your buildings tall
The cars wizz by and splat i fall
Dear city of high rise walls
Your bricks are prisons for ragged dolls
And when i shut my eye in bed
Poison air wants to choke me dead
Dear city of burning red
The sky is not pure and I've lost my head
To the brisk pace no looking back or catching a break
Pull on the mask and act all fake
Dear city, where my life is at stake
I left and went on up to make
My life more calm and real and true
Then why is it that I miss you?