Your freedom marks the end of mine.
My serenity, relinquished
to feelings turned into thoughts,
and thoughts that create feelings,
and questions without answers,
sends my head and heart into battle.
I snub answers to the questions
slogging through my head,
and donít want to know
if those questions donít plague you,
or if you donít have answers to mine.
My dreams come alive now,
ignore my lullabies.
I entertain them one minute,
shush them in the next breath.
for making my dreams possible
after I had put them to rest.