Dream's Mysterium

If once I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled a thousand times. A useful idiot I become. I play that role well. I have to love myself too much to capitulate to those crimes. If ever I did, I do now I swear. I wish I had stories of true love to tell. Of dining in…

I wrote A poemFor you Today. It\’s About A thing You often Say When You\’re alone And no one else can hear — A sound That only you can bear To utter When You\’re feeling Down. That wonderful, Awful, Joyful sound —

There are times Like these When you need Release, And times Like those That curl Your toes.

Allesandra, to me you are perfection Like a sunset over the horizon of the sea. I shall smother you with as much affection As your beauty and presence have gifted to me. As your love gives to me.

Maternal instinct always knows best On all accounts, the best place is mom’s nest The fact of the matter is that no one is better. Her lessons of life are the premier tone-setter. Every mom should be treated respectfully.Remember your mom on this day especially.

I don’t like being wronged But I hate more being wrong. Sometimes I’m wrong about Being wronged. That’s the worst. I have never been one to keep My feelings bottled up inside me.. I have to express how I feel and I have to be listened to and My feelings have to matter. That’s important…

Yearning for human affection. Seems all I get is deflection. Spend my days being bored. I don’t like being ignored. Most of your words are toothless, So why do they seem so ruthless? Yearning for anyone to hear. Wanting someone to hold dear.

You say I’m entitled For just wanting to be treated with respect. That’s unacceptable to me. I am not one that abides being treated less than I deserve by anyone. You included. You say I’m entitled. You’re right. I am. I am entitled to be treated better than you treat me.

I pen this Alone In the dark. Unable to sleep. Unlikely to dream. If the Sandman takes me soon It will likely mean my doom.