On a dream

On a dream you whispered my name

And flew your promises like birds of love

Into my chest

But here inside I hear

Only this cacophany

As lies and hope fight with truth

I wrestle inside my prison

Thinking of how it drew this to me

Surely there is a way to make a change

But everywhere I look the world is running on

As the wisdom of silence is lost

Then I seek only to be still

Never forgetting the longing I felt

For the sweetness of companionship

And yet here

There is still

Some kind of love

Here

There is still

Some kind of peace

Found deep within

The heart of an aloneness

That restores my aching soul to connection

With everything