Just a dream

By Sophia Bishop

I can't breathe I am suffocated beneath the wake of this,

I can't find the words, the breath, should I succumb to the bliss?

Then like a whisper, you creep from somewhere locked inside my mind

I want to reach out, touch , taste, feel but part of me fears what I will find

Will you still be there if reaching for you takes me some time,

Will you be there just sitting, just waiting for me to call you mine.

Or will you be gone in the flash of a lightning bolt,

Will the pain echo forever inside me from that one single jolt.

I know the answers, they are locked somewhere maybe where you hide

I will trust you with my life, my heart, my soul until the world cries I have died.

Because you are my north, my south, east and west,

That thing I reach out for when of life I develops a detest.

Life can be hard you told me this once upon a dream,

In a place, a land, a spot I don't think I have ever seen.

But I will endure each second, minute, hour and more,

The times you are locked behind an ironclad door.

I will wait. Time will pass. And I will find you it seems,

In a place, a land, a spot that is so much more than a dream.

The time before

By Sophia Bishop

I know you, your scent, your face its etched into my mind,
I'd know it, remember it, recall it even after I died.

I've known you before, I realize as you whisper to me,
Of all the place, the sights, the tastes with me you long to see.

Your silent, never speaking but I know you are a work of art,
The distance, it seems to grow but from you I never wish to part.

I've known you before, I think in a peaceful dream of mine,
I've loved you before, long ago in a different time.

Your eyes, your mouth, your face and your touch,
I've loved you before I say at least I know this much.

No matter the distance no matter the time,
The heart made for you will always be mine.

You see I was made, created, I believe just for you,
See I've loved you before and I never really knew.

Silence

By Sophia Bishop

I'm suffocating, beneath the wake of silence,

Your words are nothingness, but they cut like a diamond.

Can you not see me, lying beneath this blanket of ice,

I just want you to save me, wouldn't that be nice.

I feel like I am sinking, drowning, losing myself beneath,

reach out, take my hand, save me from this leash.

It tugs, it pulls, it yanks me away,

I do not know if I can last another day.

I'm stuck, trapped in this pitch black hole,

the walls they are covered, blacked out, tinted in darkness like coal.

It aches, it plunges, it sinks like an weight in a bowl,

Its dark, its death, its as black as my soul.

Save me from this place I am locked within,

Was I supposed to be born here, or should I have never been.

Whispers

By Sophia Bishop

There is a place full of whispers lost in time,

We are safe within this place, for it is yours and mine.

Where endless stars litter the sky,

And crickets, animals, birds sing as they fly by.

There is a warmth, a touch, a whisper that flies,

Quelling, silencing, ever single tear that I cry.

Within this place hidden for you and me,

No danger, no strife, no fighting will there be.

The river, the trees, the flowers that grow,

I lost this place once, I forgot how to know.

I have seen the lanterns, that hang light-less from  bars,

They need no candle, no bulb for we have the light of the stars.

I can hide here, in this place made from you,

I could spend forever lost in mountains of fresh springs dew.

You made it for me, do you remember your words,

You placed each star in the sky and hung every single bird.

Within this place I will forever be free,

Within this place, lost in time for just you and me.

The Room

By Sophia Bishop

Darkness comes, at as it is supposed to be,

I am locked alone in this room, its just you and me.

Something gently whispers through the pitch black dark,

are they tales of a journey, a path for which I should embark.

No alas those are not the whispers I hear,

Whispering sweet nothings in a soft breath into my ear.

That voice, that sound and the scent is clear,

It's you, my heart, my soul, with you I have no fear.

Its strange, confusing this feeling I have inside,

I do not feel the need, the drive, the urge to run and hide.

Am I safe inside this troublesome world at last,

Are you torment or my freedom from the past.

I know finally, the answers despite not being mine,

I am lost within you happily until the end of time.

You are the answer, the word and the rhyme,

That sound, the beat, the rush within this heart of mine.

So reach out and touch me with a single kiss,

One that will last forever, locking me in this life of bliss.

You have quelled the darkness within my achy heart,

You made me forget all the things that tore me apart.

And so I whisper softly into your ear,

Sweet gentle words I hope you want to hear.

You are all that makes sense within my life,

You have dulled every word that cut like a knife

Loves Darkness Whispers

By Sophia Bishop

I find myself lost alone in your gaze

Screaming out for you but I'm alone in this maze

Cut me open let bleed from within

Tell me you love me and let this story begin.

There is an emptiness inside of my heart,

It cries, it weeps, it bleeds. We are apart.

Could there be more to this life than a never ending love,

Is love a plague, a pain, a punishment from above.

Will there come a time I hear its enough,

Will that be the truth or just another bluff.

I don't know, the answers they are not mine,

I am lost within your gaze until the end of time.

Can you hear my whispers from within the dark,

Does it echo through the night like a lost dogs bark.

When the time comes, is my heart safe with you,

Or are you the darkness that I never really knew.

I don't have the answers to the questions of life,

I don't know how to stop those words that cut like a knife.

Will you share with me a glass of rum,

Will you dance with me to the soundless drum.

I don't know anymore, whether this life is real,

And so I will make with you, a pact, a deal.

I will hear your whispers, your cries, that echo in time,

I will hear your plea's. I will answer. For really...they are mine.