Jail of dreams

I try and memorise the many faces that you make
Believing in my heart that I will get to spend my days
Loving you and all the simple things you do

Thorns pricking my arms and confusion stinging
Deprivation of a once free soul
I got to a place that was suffocating
Trying to get out but nothing would give me directions
My decision isolated me and fractured what I always wanted

This picture I hold between my hands

Of you and I

Never goodbye

So kind and warm

With no swarm of pain

Its landscape brings me from inner spirit to collect on its sight

Surreal, magnifying my appeal to find you

I hold the picture deep to my heart

Its become the flower that blooms over my soul

Then I look at it again and notice the heartbreak

One day we will find each other

But the crime is not fake

I am holding a felony

At its very bottom corner the picture reads:

If found: to be returned immediately to the jail of dreams.