An Epiphany

Floating dandelions, running wind

An epiphany of your existence

Can’t you see I have given up

On beauty and other illusions 

But you won’t settle, you never have

Echoes of your laughter grow louder

I have come to a point of conclusion 

You are what I cannot have

And what I must not seek 

You’re a dream and I the dreamer

Our worlds never meet, like the sun 

And the sea, I stare but you never 

I flirt with your voice in my head

Nothing good ever came out of it

The voices in my head want you

I say nothing, I never say anything

As years pass by, I grew darker

My prolonged suffering needed to end

With blood on my hands and you

By my side, I think I won you over.