I ache at night
when sleep
consumed with dreams
will not let me go
My mind pulls to
stay within the fantasy
nothing can hold me
here
nothing can hold
the apparitions that plague
the ghosts that fill my head
singing choir in their white
hollow voices
wind just outside my window
greets the morning
and the visions fade
into the grey sky
birds flapping to rise higher
and me
solidly planted
a heartless reality
nothing more.