dream girl

The woman
that came
from my dreams
seems
to have left me
with nothing more
than the nightmare
that proceeded her.

The boy
who beheld the face
in his unconscious mind
grew to a man
lucky enough
to find her
in the sea
of tears.

Feeling painfully exposed
to the world
on bloody knees
bent into
the gravel
and the glass
between my madness
and her scent.

A heart
that beat
so strongly
that it burst
from the sudden
decompression.

Ideas
and goals
and art
all imagined
and planned
now lay
as shards
on the road.

I followed
the posted signs
believing the future
to be
just over
the horizon
but it seems
I've been on
the road to hell
all along.