a warning

I woke up depressed in a fantasy
You kissed me through the lips of another
They were cold and chapped from the warnings he gave
Don’t come closer, just back away
Don’t get sucked into the play of the game
Nobody wins, only losers find comfort in each other
A hundred others
Whose lips are tainted with blood and lipstick
Rough and metallic on your tongue
Don’t look now, you’re bleeding too
Just walk away before your heart is lost to the game of the fantastical
To the play of the dreamers
To the prison of wants and wishes
Don’t go back to sleep or you’ll wander alone
Surrounded by a sea of others
A red sea
A sea that churns and waves that burn
As they crash down onto the little boatman’s ferry
Don’t leave the shore, it’ll cost a price
Not coins but the heart you sought to lose anyway
Here he comes now, the faceless wonderer
A face you have known all too well
With imaginary eyes and cold, chapped lips
You gave him your heart as you sail on forever
Never reaching the place you had longed to go
I told you not to play this listless game
Don’t say I didn’t warn you

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