suffering dreams

Only questioned by unbeknownst causes
I wallow in the grips of suffering
Seeing all Grey shadows cursed by the shortages banning any bright glorious light into my eyes
Behind the curtains of a distressed maid
Undressing myself to her every strand I unravel under these cloths called band security
Protecting me from flaws of outer realms
To touch a ray of sunshine I would weep in her basking energy
If only these cuffs of children protecting weren't holding me back
I would break loose of these chains and set my hearts wings free to flutter in the sunset everlasting orange and yellow glowing off my dust
Swept under the rug for many years
Indescribable pains awaken my fantasy back into the chamber of my heart
Billowing under my chest
Pounding to the spasms of my daydreams
I must be alive to feel the pain and dream such luminous dreams
Like vivid carousels floating in my head creating silloutes like a flickering stop motion of forgotten culture
My perspective on life has changed
I am a believer and a dreamer and I will escape from this irrelevant despicable cage When I replay these fantasies
You will inspire to escape
Into the mind of a dwelling spirit
Converting everything you just knew
Into supplemental doses of high quality
To feel every beat in your extremities
Until then, I bear the pain I feel such emotions
Lay in this bed under the similar scented sheets and perspire
These thoughts are only temporary until they ring true