Black Out

The light we need has always been over head, but we're blinded by an imitation. 

~ Look at the stars. ~  

We spent our time in the shadows of dimmed street lights. 

Everything seemed perfect there, only for a moment. 

An endless cycle, more than once we said goodbye,

But we never let go of a subconscious one last hope.

We met each other in damaged dreams many times,

In big houses full of taunting, opinionated people.

Were we fortunate both our times never seem to align?

We still tried to meet under the dimmed street lights once in a while. 

Sometimes people are lucky that light bulbs burn out -

That's the funny thing about dimmed street lights.

We didn't know the difference between black and brown outs until now,

Until there was just one remedy to those haunting lights.

Finally, I can see the stars outside my wake-less dreams. 

They're brighter and better than I thought possible. 

I broke the curse of that incessant need

To walk blindly on the tedious path for so long. 

I can't find my way back to those dimmed street lights. 

Not anymore, not even in my wildest dreams.

All those memories quickly blur in the back of my mind

Because today I finally found my remedy.

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Burnt Out

Bright lights that shine overhead seem so tempting at first. 

~ Don't be fooled. ~

I've gone back to the place we first met

With those street lights shining overhead,

And dreams to pick up where we left.

It would all be just like we said.

I went back thinking it'd be the same,

But it won't be when so much has changed.

We know sweet things can never stay,

Not even to be saved for warmer days. 

I went back with too many expectations,

Forgetting our ill-fated past on rotation.

I've been living in this poisoned sedation,

Rudely awakened by new complications. 

I followed those lights not looking back,

Believing we'd finally be on a safe track,

Pretending we didn't know what we had.

We fell back into the spells of the past.

I got to the spot where we first met.

I thought I saw shining lights ahead.

I held those dreams since you left.

I thought I saw shining lights ahead.

But all those lights were burnt out.