realities & dreams
when words run dry & visions blur
in the stillness of time
where walls could no longer restrain,
we realize the differences between
reality & dreams
questioning reasons laid before us, in hand.
beating his head
against walls, trying to find a way
to mend these wounds
that we’ve induced upon one another
as we drift apart, two seasons
beneath the same sun;
though remaining ever-so-near.