Gossamer Dreams -

In such vile perpetual agony

I search through the winding

Dirty streets for something…

Streetlights illuminate

The gossamer dreams

Of this horrible city

Taunting me, absorbing me

In an apathetic lassitude

I drift through moments of want

Numbing myself with such

Glittering distractions

Meeting desperate eyes

Through the grey haze

Of cigarette smoke

At the bottom of every glass

I start to see the gossamer fray

Leaving tatters of disillusionment

To weave into my skin

And its unbearable burden

Drags me into a pitiful forgotten absence

Night after night

Alcohol leaves a weight of lead in my bones

That will crush

All of the lightness of joy…

And everything I find

In this ugly dream…

Will be nothing

Nothing

Nothing

Will be nothing…

But dust…