Bitter Aftertaste

Dreaming takes me there where the Goddess dances free leaving the nightmares

To dance on and on becoming one with my soul beauty resides here

slowly it happens I begin to miss the beat tripping and falling

down to rest my head once more on my pillow soft awakening me

My souls on fire passions dared to dream at night fade in the cruel dawn

nothing left to me but the bitter aftertaste and no mouthwash here

where the people are wake my goddess wake us now forget these nightmares

when I wake you sleep too much pasta late at night my days burn my heart

until I dream you and can leave this world and no bitter aftertaste

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I so wanted to create an "Ode to a Japanese Goddess" and tried to write my feelings in the form of a series of haiku's but feel I fell way short of my mark. It is one I hope to work on sometime later and make it more elegant so each haiku can stand on it's own like they should... It takes thoughts and feelings from my journals and tries to express them in a new way to go along with the ideas I wrote in another one called 'gilded cages' where I wanted to write one expressing the 'bars of rage' and freedom and hope but it became this once I began writing it...