Poem: Rest

The water is running cold, but when I touch it, I get burn.

I made a jump today one that would make the moon cry.

I am doing the thing that gives hope, but not love.

The one thing that we all deserve but are too stuck to get out the way of the train.

Can you believe it I did something without you?

I did something that I thought that I never could do.

That the trees did not blow for me to move with the wind.

I am living the life that you wished, and the one that I dread.

I am living in the storm of my nightmare but hoping to awake and be in your dreams.

I must stop and let you rest.

Your time is done, and my is still running.

You are not with me, yet I see and feel you all around.

You need to rest, and my thoughts are becoming worst as the time pass.

So, rest and now I will live for us until it has become our best.