Endlessly

While the guilt keeps melting my skin
and the glass is collecting dust in the mirror
sleep caught up, it’s pulling me in
 embracing every particle, leaving me in terror.

There is a dim light here
and a mystical fragrance so vague in the mist
it reminds me of a luminous sort of clear
pictures every boy I’ve ever blown a kiss.

Give me a chance to wake up again
I feel liquid underneath this weight
I know this dream is pretense
don’t leave me hanging, I’m so late.

Yet, the bubbles I see are amazing
the colors so profound
this place is never cold, I see a fire blazing
now; don’t wake me till I hit the ground.