Catch a dream

The laughter I see in a sea of faces
wavers in front of my eyes,
It fills my heart with a joy so real
I don't know why I'm still surprised
I reach my hind to catch them,
but the stage slips outta my finger,
I realize with a hard lump...I was trying to catch a dream
They are mirages what I right now see,
oh so beautiful, that they drown the reality,
The reality is just a little dull, a little static
but just as beautiful,
the carefree laughter of my mates,
the warmth of the arms of my love..
the reality is real...and its here...

The world

I wish I could give you the world,
but fear it might be too surreal..
I wish I could surrender my soul to you
but I'm still too afraid of losing myself..
What can I say now, you are already under my skin
but those white lies still show no sign of fading..
instead you do, with each passing day..
I wish I could replace your bitter, sardonic chuckles
with the warmth of genuine laughter..
I wish I could give you a virgin so pure and white
but you got a raven with a black heart
I cry tears of  desperation..
wishing you could see,
either the blackness of my heart or the excess of love inside it,
which I have no way of showing it to you,
the truth I speak are mere excuses,
or is it even the truth?
making me back-foot and unsure...
I'm just not your princess baby,
she's waiting somewhere else..
I'm just a pale raven loving you with a blackened heart..

Toxic

I should have posted it as 'toxic temptation', but anyways...you only get tempted when you have the freedom to do so. When no prudent hold stands over you to pull back from the great precipice inviting you in. When everything that's wrong feels...wrong, but good...at least till that point of time. You know, deep within your soul its not good for you. It's like nicotine, or alcohol...you know it's bad..you know it ain't good for you but it pulls you, closer till you have fallen over completely. Sometimes you wan someone to pull you back..to tell you not to go there..with that outward outrage you show, lies an inner feeling of relief, that you saved yourself, before the going got too worse.The other highly toxic mix to this martini is man's biggest fear: LONELINESS. It makes you want all sorts of crazy things, from wanting to sing a Whitney Houston number, to sleeping with your ex when you have had too many glasses of Merlot. Loneliness is toxic. And very dangerous. Sometimes financially beneficial too, I mean, Vinci, Pope, Picasso, Taylor Swift, Adele gave their super hits due to bouts of loneliness. It won them a lot of appreciation not to mention money. So does self-loathing.......its just.......toxic