New Hope

Crossing the bridge being New Hope.

Arising a war amongst the stars.

Altering actions of how we cope.

Ceasing sensations of being an arse.

Bridge collapsing, throw me a rope.

Slowly sinking while somehow screaming,

"Pull me out of this river of soap!"

Would I be cleansed if I start drinking?

Somewhere sounds of bells start ringing.

Here I realized I was dreaming.

Unaware of where I am sleeping.

Only sensing warmth of a Sun ray.

Seemingly being the middle of a day.

Slowly noticing the feeling is you.

In this life there have been only a few.

That could make me feel and shine like you.

One creates tides known as the Moon.

The other rises high above us at noon.

You emanate warmth embodying the Sun.

Withholding my wishing, we wander in fun.

Hearing a song in the distance.

Becoming aware of my existence.

I am only in bed.

Remembering what you said.

And how you look at me,

Making me feel so free.